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phenom
14-06-2002, 02:29 AM
This is the best screw & booze place I've ever come across in over a quarter century of indulgement in these two enjoyable sins - to some, but pleasures - to me.
I first set my prick, er...I mean foot in this delightful little sextown way back in 1979 as an early pioneer in the Republic of Singapore Air Force's Philippines Detachment which was to see some two thousand over young Singaporeans rotated through about a dozen years.
From '79 to '85 (when I ROD-ed), I spent a memorable total of about a year in this little offshoot of Angeles City (known aptly or otherwise as "the city of angels" - though some will argue that it should be 'fallen angels') in Pampanga Province, Luzon Island.
Located just 80 km or one hour away from northern Manila, the short trip up north can be made by hopping onto any one of the many airconditioned bus liners that make the expressway run from many locations within Manila. Two of my favourite starting (and ending - on the return trip) points are:- one; the Victory Liner (99pesos) terminal on the EDSA in Pasay City, a few minutes' stroll from the westernmost MRT station near the junction of EDSA and Taft Ave, and two; the Philippine Rabbit (84pesos) terminal on Rizal Ave, close to the LRT station near C. M. Recto - should be the Dorotheo Jose Station if I'm not mistaken. Another option (which I seldom use) is to go first to Balintawak where the start of the expressway is and wait for any of the north-bound buses of which there will be one every few minutes or so. The reason I seldom take this last option, although the frequency is very good , is the crowds and also the buses tend to be quite full by the time they get there, especially during peak hours. Though the wait at the terminals tend to be longer - up to one hour - I will always be sure of securing a seat and the terminals are near the MRT/LRT stations.
The Manila buses will get you to the common terminal in Dau. From there take a short walk up to the MacArthur Highway to catch a short jeeney ride (4pesos) to the destination. As the people there are very friendly and honest - except for the odd hustler - just ask for directions if unsure.
Balibago as a sextown is now reduced to a compact one-street (Fields Ave) act. Gone are the heydays when Fields Ave, Perimeter Rd, First St, the adjacent section of MacArthur Highway and the side streets surrounding them were filled with almost 300 - big and small - of the girlie joints. It then catered to the R&R needs of the nearby sprawling U.S. Air Force's Clark Air Base.
The eruption of Mount Pinatubo in the early nineties (mid 1991 if my memory serves me right) almost buried the place in volcanic ash. The Americans - and Singaporeans too - packed thier bags, never to return. The joints closed down and the girls dispersed. Is that the end of Balibago, the sextown? Seems like it, but then that is not to be, because soon after, a miracle of sorts occured. Alfredo Lim, the then police chief and later mayor of Manila decided to clean up its red light district of Ermita. Some of the owners, driven against the wall, started to migrate their businesses up north to where else but Balibago. The proverbial phoenix had thereby began to rise from the ashes.
When I made a return visit in 1998, after an absence of thirteen years, the place while not exactly a ghost town was just a pale and sickly shadow of its former glory. There were about only twenty or so joints struggling to restore some semblance of a fun place to a devastated district. Yes, there were drinks and girls galore, but the former atmosphere was just not there. To people who had not experienced THE Balibago, its a good place to let down the hair, guzzle the beer and brandish their phalluses. But to me, the element for the freewheeling devil-may-care indulgement of the pure funseekers was still missing. The magic seemed gone forever......OR IS IT?
NOW, after another four years and with some fifty girlie joints in Fields Ave and its tributories, The Fallen Angel has finally risen from its ashes.


...............to be continued.

pete325is
17-06-2002, 03:46 AM
So, where is the next installment?? I'm sure a lot of brothers are eagerly waiting for that :-)

Ged121
18-06-2002, 11:57 PM
Shame .. I was there in 92/3 just after Pinatuba blew and the place was jumping .. and hardly any guys. So cheap, we reckoned you could get laid, drunk, fed and a decent hotel for about US $ 30 per night. Oh well .. I thought they were opening up Clark Air Base as an International Airport to get the punters in.

Olangapo (Subic Bay) was deserted when I was there .. probably almost totally dead now.

phenom
19-06-2002, 01:11 AM
Originally posted by Ged121
Shame .. I was there in 92/3 just after Pinatuba blew and the place was jumping .. and hardly any guys. So cheap, we reckoned you could get laid, drunk, fed and a decent hotel for about US $ 30 per night. Oh well .. I thought they were opening up Clark Air Base as an International Airport to get the punters in.

Olangapo (Subic Bay) was deserted when I was there .. probably almost totally dead now.


US$30/- a night for all that is still possible right now. At current exchange rates, those greenbacks would fetch almost P1500. A basic hotel room with aircon cost average of P700 and a gal for the night after closing hours from 2am onwards (so you escape paying the barfine) can be had for P500. That would still leave you with almost P300 for bar-hopping (beer at P35 and P55 during and after happy hours respectively.

The former Clark Air Base is now the Clark Special Economic Zone and yes there's the Clark International Airport as well but.......since opening years ago it has yet to see its first scheduled international flight. At present the former base's biggest and busiest tennant is the Philippine Air Force................May the FORCE be with the former base. ;)

Olongapo as a sextown is now HISTORY. It is dead as far as booze and broads are concerned. It was almost as happening a place as Balibago before the US Navy's withdrawal.
I used to have a young pair of sisters as my lovers; one in Balibago and the slightly elder one in Olongapo. For a while I would have the younger one from Sunday to Thursday and would then zoom off into the arms (and legs) of her sister for the other 2 nights. This went on fine until the elder sis, not having enough of me, started to go over to Balibago in the weekdays. In the end, I had to stop going to Olongapo and the sisters never spoke to each other again.

phenom
21-06-2002, 02:57 AM
The born-again angel has now about fifty watering holes with between a small handful to well over one hundred dancers/GROs/waitresses (all bonkable). This gives us a total of over two thousand friendly and low-cost pussies to choose from.
All of these joints are now concentrated along the main drag; Fields Ave and a couple of its arteries. Though only a sixth of its former number, the atmosphere has been successfully cloned. The biggest amongst them namely; The Blue Nile, Neros Forum & Volcano are worthy successors to former legends such as the Third Eye, Sweet Charity, Show Boat, etc, etc. Parties in celebration of new openings, official openings, commemorations, competitions and what-nots has been resurrated. My all-time favourite; the wet T-shirt contest has made a comeback. As the main venue for this event, the Third Eye, had long since been devoured by fire, the action now takes place mainly at the poolside of the Swagman Hotel. The contests used to be held at monthly intervals and should still be at the same frequency. The contestants hail from the various joints in Balibago and they always tried to outdo each other by whipping off their wet T-shirts, rubbing their boobs into the faces of the judges and the audience, licking the faces and ears and even deep kissing the lucky ones. Some even removed their thongs/bikini-bottoms and brushed their bushes into the judges' faces. The scene and mood at such parties has always been riotious to say the least. This and others like it such as the sexy butts contests are all mere excuses to indulge the joints' customers in uninhibited fun ..... and all for the price of a beer which at times come with even free makan.
Prices for drinks varies but averages P55 for a stubby bottle of San Miguel (supermarket price is P12). Happy hours which end at 7, 8 or even 9 pm at some places are around P35. Ladies drinks(no happy hour prices) are P100. Barfine costs P1000 which unlike Manila (which goes solely to the bar) is split equally between the bar and the gal. As the gals here are much, much less mercenary than their counterparts in the Capital, you can down your drinks, enjoy the spectacle of the scantily clad "dancers" and can even hug around with the gals without being frequently irritated by repeated requests for ladies drinks.
For me, since most of my hours are spent barhopping, accomodation is never an issue, so long as its airconditioned and with an attached bathroom. For convenience, I would always bunk down at one of the nearby hotels. The rooms here are nothing to shout about. Very basic and a little rundown but as a place for a little shuteye and a little bonking after loads of beer, who cares. Prices range from P600 to P1000. There's also a shortime rate for 3 hours at around P300 to P400. For those who are more particular about their beds, there's the Swagman, Oasis and Marlim hotels which should cost around P2000 to P3000. These are all situated a little farther away (but still less than a kilometre at most) from the centre of the action.
A typical nite for me starts at around 6 pm and by close to midnight and almost 10 beers later, I would head for the hotel with a babe (sometimes 2) on my arms. On other occasions, when I just want to drink the night away, I'll be in bed only after the last joint closed at 5 am. Even then, I might just end up with a after-work chick for P500.

.....................to be continued

pete325is
21-06-2002, 07:53 AM
On top of the P1000 bar fines, how much you pay the gal for the night on average??

phenom
21-06-2002, 10:20 PM
Originally posted by pete325is
On top of the P1000 bar fines, how much you pay the gal for the night on average??

I've already mentioned it here and in the other thread by smiler that unlike in Manila where the girl would charge up to another P4000 in addition to the P1000 barfine, Balibago is many times cheaper because the P1000 barfine is all-in; ie no additional charge by the gal. Of course you can still give the gal same tips if you want to but its not mandatory and not generally expected.

Please take a little time to read my posts on this thread and the Philipiness Info Any??????? thread; pages 7 & 8.

Seek before you ask!

phenom
22-06-2002, 01:43 AM
So, there it is, my little introduction to the low-cost fun that can be had at the resurrected "city of fallen angels". Any self-respecting chiongster who's already in Manila will only be doing a disservice to himself if he does not take the extra effort to head north and partake in the joys of Balibago.
And now for a brief FR of the pussies I had laid in my most recent trip.
On the last sunday of May, my SG buddy and I finally alighted on the wet and soggy (because it was raining heavily) main street; Fields Ave before 6 pm. Checked into the nearby Park Chicago Hotel (P830) and immediately started barhopping. As was my routine, I had a San Miguel cervesa in every joint and though my companion ( a first-time visitor to sextown) is a non-drinker, he still order his bottle of cerveza everytime I had mine but only taking a sip or two from each - at such misery prices, it dosn't matter that almost a full bottle will be poured down the drain.
Anyway, four over hours and eight bars later, we each ended up with a babe from Bananitas. Mine is a twenty-ish, curvy, big boobed, smooth skinned, long haired beauty named Ethel. She was initially shy and tentative in bed but 15 minutes of cuddling and small talk softened her and I was well on my way to a half hour of sensual bliss. Her bbbj was at first perfunctory but with a little coaxing and coaching, my semi erect column soon neared the danger of becoming a Pinatubo ( the volcano that almost finished off Balibago). The lovemaking that followed is like that of bf/gf, slowly exploring each other, me plunging well into her depts and she engulfing & spewing my raging dragon, taking turns to be on top and finally climaxing together. Spent by the exertions, we drifted into dreamland and did not get up till way past nine the next morning.
................to be continued.

phenom
27-07-2002, 03:16 AM
I'm picking up from where I left off five weeks ago. Thats quite an interval, but better late than never.

We (ie. me and my SG buddy, not the girl) were supposed to hike up the volcanic slopes of Pinatubo the next morning but with the outbreak of our own eruption which spewed forth hot white creamy lava earlier, we simply lack the will and the energy to make the grueling trek. We still have another longggggg nite in front of us and decided to just laz around and recuperate. Not for long.
After lunch, we did a little shopping at the nearby Dau "thieves market". (plenty of interesting stuff from the former US Military can be found here). It was mid afternoon when we got out from our hotel again after stowing our purchases and was on our way to the city centre a few kilometres away. I never make it there.
Outside the hotel, four young girls were hanging around the food stalls that dotted the area. As I passed by them, my eyes did a tripple take!!! OH MY PRICK!!! Its melons! Its cantaloupes! Yesssss!!! Its a pair of the most enormous mother-f**ker real-life knockers I've ever laid my eyes on. (I've seen bigger ones only in pictures.)
Those bazookas looked so unreal on that tiny 1.35 metre sub-40 kg frame that PROPORTIONALLY, she's in the same league as my favourite giant-boobed pornstars such as Crystal Storm, Deena Duo, Lolo Ferrari, Summer Cummings, Minka, Angelique, the list goes on............ Ann Poh and Pamela Anderson are "airports" compared to them.
Back to Marisel, - that's her name - She's 20 years of age, is darkskinned, and her face is not pretty but smooth and passable. She was in tight jeans and her T-shirt was impossibly stretched by her heavy superstructure.
Even if the very earth I was standing on was heaving and splitting, there's no way I was going to miss the opportunity to lay my hands on and bury my face in those garguantuan orbs of milk sacs. In fact I was so excited that I grabbed her twin globes right there on the street. (no problem there as its Balibago, the sextown).
Leaving my SG buddy to his own devices, I rocketed back to my room with Marisel faster than he can say "Superman".
I did not even bother to take a bath but virtually tore our clothes off in my anxiety to grob, nead and squeeze those oversized treasures. They are actually a tad smaller than my all-time champion mammaries; on the body of a massage gal in Bangkok named Oint. But then as Oint stands at about 1.6 metre and weighs almost 60 kg, Marisel is still relatively the biggest boobed chick I've ever laid my hands on ..... by far.
Hooters of that size do droop, naturally, but there's still a certain firmness that only her youthful flesh can provide. Not so the slightly age-atrophied papayas of the 30 y.o. Oint.
For the best part of the next hour, my head, face,hands and phallic column were all over those marvellous jugs; rubbing and pressing them every which way. She was quite sporting, giving in to every one of my kamasutric requests and demands. The saltishness and natural odour of our unwashed bodies accentuated the animalistic depravity and abandonment of our boisterous frolic that culminated in a ruptuous coition. And all that for a measly 500 pesos. (Less than S$20/-).

........................to be continued.

phenom
27-07-2002, 01:14 PM
The sun is setting and the beckoning lights of the sizzling strip of girlie joints are up. Time for a couple of warm-up drinks before reloading my digestive system at 7pm.
While some happy hours end at 8 and even 9pm, the majoirity drew the line at 7. I usually had my pre-dinner cervezas at the latter ones. The roadside roasted whole chicken and slabs of streaky pork are a joy to the tastebuds. My SG buddy who wouldn't normally touch non restaurant food in a foreign place eventually succummed to the enticing aromatic whiffs of the charcoal grilled delights on this second night.
With our stomachs filled in part by the roasted fowl, its now time to feast our eyes and hands on the fresh variety. The next few hours are once again frittered away amongst scantilly-clad (and occassionally birthday-suited) nymphs of various shapes and sizes in half a dozen joints. An hour before midnight found us in one of the bigger bars called Volcano - with about one hundred "ons-able" gals. We were really spoilt for choice there but as I already had a target in an earlier joint, I set about fixing up my SG buddy whom I shall call ".com".
.com was having trouble choosing between a demure 18 y.o. GRO ("guest relations officer") and a 16 y.o. shy dancer. I decided to lead him further down the road to his midlife sexual reawakening by getting him to take both together for a threesome romp. Though not a prude in extramarital sex, .com is not much of a deviant in matters of the flesh. But no one survives the irresistable sins of sextown; especially with yours truly's goading. So .com adjourned to a memorable night of coital adventure.
As for me, I spent the following hour at a couple more bars savouring the 2 Bs - booze and broads - by taste and sight respectively. I then headed for the Treasure Island to my target for the night who awaited me.
Hours earlier, when we were there, I had a pleasant chit chat with a late thirties assistant mamasan whom we discovered in the course of our conversation that I was acquainted with some of her then fellow dancers some twenty long years ago. We had reminisced about the good old days and the long gone good old joints. The ravages of age and the fast nightlife had a telling effect on what I believed used to be a lithe body and pretty face.
In its place was a pleasant looking, slightly plump'ist, motherly figure; with an ample bossom (haha). Sasha, that's her name, gradually grew closer both in mind and body to me as we talked more about mutually familiar nothings. So it was that she promised to wait for me to barfine her later in the night.
By her body language, I knew that I will be in for a long long nite of ecstatic erotism. How true. She laboured for more than a hour to service and pleasure me. From cleaning me in the shower like a baby, to the total second bath with her wet wet tongue on bed, my every square inch was not left untouched. The large soft breasts brushed lightly and slowly from my face down my torso to
position themselves smack on my hardened and primed torpedo.
The pleasure was excruciating when she slide the engorged column through the tunnel formed by the orbs of nebulous living tissue. Her mouth then performed further wonders, first on the mushroom head, enveloping it completely with the lips ringing the shaft right down to its base. The action was repeated for an eternity and finally the tongue began to lap at the smooth round tip. It then lave and lick the mighty pillar up and down, round and round, pursing her lips every now and then to plant kisses all over the phallus. Her next attack is on the smoldering balls and the sac containing them. The ribbed skin was favoured with the maddening flicking touches by her talented tongue and my precious marbles were gobbled first individually and then collectively by her wide wide mouth. My back door was not spared either, being at the receiving end of the same flicking and laving tongue. After such an extended and exciting foreplay, the FJ and AJ (yes, I rammed all her 3 pleasure holes) comes as an anti-climax.
Sometimes an old experienced pussy could bring more pleasure than a young pretty thing. I am of course more inclined towards chicks in their late teens and early twenties but that does not preclude "sunset" broads like Sasha; particularly if they also come with mighty melons. :D

.................to be continued.

smiler
28-07-2002, 11:11 PM
Good FR on that....really impressed by your experience there.....hope can make a trip there and venture myself....kekekekekekeke.....:D

phenom
29-07-2002, 12:32 AM
Originally posted by smiler
Good FR on that....really impressed by your experience there.....hope can make a trip there and venture myself....kekekekekekeke.....:D

Smiler, my friend, I had urged you to paint Balibago red since 2 months back when you first asked for info on Manila. You'll regret it for the rest of your chionging life if you did not attack the top sextown in this part of the world. Anyway I plan to go there again around the 3rd week of next month. Ha, I'll never have enough of those "fallen angels'.

tsuyoyi
29-07-2002, 09:51 PM
Bro Phenom,
You here in Phil now? I just touchdown in Manila today and gettingbored. Need to find a good fark! Staying in Westin Philippines Plaza. Any good recommendations?

smiler
30-07-2002, 12:54 AM
Originally posted by phenom


Smiler, my friend, I had urged you to paint Balibago red since 2 months back when you first asked for info on Manila. You'll regret it for the rest of your chionging life if you did not attack the top sextown in this part of the world. Anyway I plan to go there again around the 3rd week of next month. Ha, I'll never have enough of those "fallen angels'.


I noe brother...but that time I dun have any time or schedule to go there....so miss the chances of painting it red but this time sure must take "revengue" liao......hmmmmmmmmm...I will be in Manila end of August......so you staying until when......maybe can meet up this time....kekekekekeke........:D


Balibago here I come............

phenom
30-07-2002, 02:08 AM
Originally posted by smiler



I noe brother...but that time I dun have any time or schedule to go there....so miss the chances of painting it red but this time sure must take "revengue" liao......hmmmmmmmmm...I will be in Manila end of August......so you staying until when......maybe can meet up this time....kekekekekeke........:D


Balibago here I come............

Ok. Balibago and its plethora of fallen angels will await your CUM.

I know time is a damn precious commodity. We will never have enough of it. Still, if the flesh is willing, the spirit will find a way to do it. I believe I had mentioned somewhere in your thread that I had gone from Manila to reach Balibago at 9pm, booze & screw till 5am, caught a little shuteye on the bus trip back and was in Manila by daybreak. Quite tiring but worth it.

I'm not too sure now but my week long trip should start from around 21st - 24th. Cutting it too thin, but our paths could just about cross this time around.


Beer@35pesos(happy hour) and pussy@500pesos(shortime)......where to find.

tsuyoyi
30-07-2002, 07:42 PM
Originally posted by smiler



I noe brother...but that time I dun have any time or schedule to go there....so miss the chances of painting it red but this time sure must take "revengue" liao......hmmmmmmmmm...I will be in Manila end of August......so you staying until when......maybe can meet up this time....kekekekekeke........:D


Balibago here I come............

Bro smiler, you coming to Manila in end Aug? I would be coming to Manila again in end AUg, most probably 30 or 31 Aug or so. Maybe we can chiong Balibago together and paint th e town super-red?

smiler
31-07-2002, 12:03 AM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi


Bro smiler, you coming to Manila in end Aug? I would be coming to Manila again in end AUg, most probably 30 or 31 Aug or so. Maybe we can chiong Balibago together and paint th e town super-red?


Well okie....shouldn't be any problem....this time must sure paint it so red that it leave our marking there.....Wahahahahaha.....PM me ur contact ok?

Balibago here I come................Smiler

phenom
31-07-2002, 01:42 AM
Guess I better try to finish my marathon FR on the 2-month old trip before my memory got deleted or corrupted by new experiences from my next visit in a few weeks time.

Returned to sextown on Friday evening after 3 nites in Manila, the last 2 of which I succummed to the pussy trap despite my intention to have a good rest before this next attack.
By the time I set foot again on my favourite hunting ground, it was already past seven. Dusk had fallen and the lights are burning bright. It was unbridled boozing and eye candy time once more.
The cerveza is fresh and the gals are sweet; therein lies the problem; I was so spoilt for choice that I just couldn't decide on which of the many melons or cutie pies I should shag for the nite. And so the evening wore on.
About a dozen bars and pale pilseners - take or give a couple - later, I was in a state of sexual ebullience, raring to go for the kill. Methodically going through my mental list, I retraced my steps to my top target in the Blue Nile. Uh-oh, she had been barfined. No problem.
Off to my next objective in the Voodoo. Again, the chick had flown the coop. 30 minutes and the last 3 on my list later, I was as good as when I first started: empty handed. By then It was a little past 2 am and closing time for some of the joints. With my eyelids a little heavy and not wanting to past the nite alone, I prowled the street for an afterwork or even a FL chick.
My bad chick luck had finally run its course and I spotted a familiar face. She - couldn't recall the name - was the "welcome girl" from Volcano. I had noticed her when I was there with my buddy .com a few days earlier. She was slim and pretty enough but of medium sized tits; that's why I had not paid much attention to her. But then, to the patois dictum of "no fish prawn also can lah" I approached her and struck the deal. She wanted a thousand pesos for an overnighter though 500 is possible for an offwork gal. I was then not inclined to bargain down due to a slight case of inebriation and growing impatience. We headed for my hotel nearby and for a good long nite of fun - or so I believe. It turned out that we have no chemistry.
Maybe its my fault or she had a bad nite at work. She would not bathe with me and her bj lasts only all of 5 seconds. Fj was pretty fast too; I just hammered away to release the last hour's frustration of failure to land even one of my nite's choices.
Well, we win some and we lose some. Anyway after the job is done, she reneged on our agreement and wanted to go back home. Be my guest, but she'll get paid only half the amount, was my reply. Sulkingly, she took the 500pesos and vamoosed. Sometimes even heaven's road do have potholes and that nite was one of the rare occasions that things do not turn out that well for me in that paradise. Actually I had also experienced even worse episodes but then that is another story....... that might never be told.
It was then 3 in the morning; another 2 hours before the last bar closed its door for the day. What else to do but to drink away the wee hours.

Tomorrow will be a better day.

...................to be continued

phenom
01-08-2002, 01:48 AM
"Tomorrow" was indeed a better day!

Really had a good long uninterrupted slumber and did not get up till almost noon. The deep hibernation thoroughly recharged my systems and I was primed for an unforgetable conclusion to a wildly sexxessful return to the Philippines in general and Balibago in particular; after a very much lamented absence of four forlorn years.
With a delicious lunch of timsum in a nearby chinese restaurant tucked into my hungry stomach, I wandered around the neighbourhood, drinking in the nostalgia.
By midafternoon, struck by a sudden craving for giant cantaloupes, I headed for the grounds where Marisel - the massively boobed "nymphet" I had bonked 5 nights ago - and her friends hang out. She called out to me before I even spotted her as she was hidden in the shadows cast by the fierce afternoon sun. There were five of them gathered around the canopied barbeque stall. Besides my breasty goddess, I spotted two other pairs of large melons but in the presence of the twin thermonuclear bombs of Marisel, they appear rather insignificant.
The prettier of the two gals turned out to be the younger sister of Marisel. Nineteen year-old Josephine is fairer and stands almost 10 cm taller than her elder sibling. Her tits though so much smaller than Marisel's, are a lot bigger than most chicks in the bars. They are about the size of those of former HK sexbombs Amy Yip & Nina Li Chi, and former Taiwanese tits queen Lu Xiaofeng.
Evil thoughts cruised through my mind. The last time I had a pair of Pinoy sisters (see my post of 19/6/02 in this same thread) was almost twenty years ago, but never at the same time. Now I have right before me the golden opportunity to bang these two young huge (Josephine's) and gargantuan (Marisel's) sisterly melons simutaneously. They agreed to accompany me for two hours of pleasure at 500 pesos each.

....................to be continued

phenom
04-08-2002, 01:27 AM
Originally posted by phenom


Ok. Balibago and its plethora of fallen angels will await your CUM.

I know time is a damn precious commodity. We will never have enough of it. Still, if the flesh is willing, the spirit will find a way to do it. I believe I had mentioned somewhere in your thread that I had gone from Manila to reach Balibago at 9pm, booze & screw till 5am, caught a little shuteye on the bus trip back and was in Manila by daybreak. Quite tiring but worth it.

I'm not too sure now but my week long trip should start from around 21st - 24th. Cutting it too thin, but our paths could just about cross this time around.


Beer@35pesos(happy hour) and pussy@500pesos(shortime)......where to find.

Ok smiler, Is your month-end trip finalised? My schedule for the that is more or less confirmed. I will in all probalbility be in Mahbuhayland from 24/8 to 1/9. I will go straight to Balibago upon arrival in Manila on Sat afternoon and will be back to Manila early Mon morning. Friday evening will see me off again to sextown for my last two nights.
I might also have to be in Manila a week before that; from 14/8 to 16/8. If that materilalise, I will then extend my stay to over the weekend and spend the nights of the 16th and 17th in Balibago.
Looks like I have to finish the final part of my long running FR before embarking on the next visit. I can do that next weekend; after my six-day Bkk trip which starts tomorrow.

tsuyoyi
05-08-2002, 11:52 AM
Bro Phenom and Smiler,
I will be confirming my trip to Phil on 03 Sep and staying till 07 Sep or so. Are any of you in town?
If so, I will come to Phil earlier, maybe on 01 or 02 Sep. Hopefully, we can paint the town redder than red before my meetings on 03 Sep!
See you guys soon!

phenom
09-08-2002, 11:14 PM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi
Bro Phenom and Smiler,
I will be confirming my trip to Phil on 03 Sep and staying till 07 Sep or so. Are any of you in town?
If so, I will come to Phil earlier, maybe on 01 or 02 Sep. Hopefully, we can paint the town redder than red before my meetings on 03 Sep!
See you guys soon!

I just got back home a few hours ago; after 5 sexicting nites in Bangkok. Absoultely wonderful trip chionging-wise. Will post the FRs in the relevent thread soon.... I hope.
My month-end Manila trip is more or less confirmed for 24/8 to 1/9. I'll go to Balibago on 24/8, back to Manila on the morning of 26/8, to Balibago again on 30/8 and then to Manila and home on 1/9. If you can make the schedule, I'll lend you my trusty brush; you'll have to bring your own paint though. ;)
But before that, I'll make an extra trip in a few day's time, on 14/8. After my meetings, I'll head for Balibago (of course) on the evening of 16/8 and be back home on 18/8. So its seems I'll be enjoying the charms of the "fallen angels" for the next three weekends after this. My chionging life is really on a roll these past few months and the next few as well.

smiler
10-08-2002, 11:46 PM
Originally posted by phenom


Ok smiler, Is your month-end trip finalised? My schedule for the that is more or less confirmed. I will in all probalbility be in Mahbuhayland from 24/8 to 1/9. I will go straight to Balibago upon arrival in Manila on Sat afternoon and will be back to Manila early Mon morning. Friday evening will see me off again to sextown for my last two nights.
I might also have to be in Manila a week before that; from 14/8 to 16/8. If that materilalise, I will then extend my stay to over the weekend and spend the nights of the 16th and 17th in Balibago.
Looks like I have to finish the final part of my long running FR before embarking on the next visit. I can do that next weekend; after my six-day Bkk trip which starts tomorrow.


Bro phenom, my trip will be on the 22/8/2002 to 23/8/2002 to Cebu first....then after that will be in Manila on 28/8/2002 to 30/8/2002...........Most likely should be confirmed unless otherwise any matter that occured......see ya.:D

phenom
11-08-2002, 12:24 AM
Originally posted by smiler



Bro phenom, my trip will be on the 22/8/2002 to 23/8/2002 to Cebu first....then after that will be in Manila on 28/8/2002 to 30/8/2002...........Most likely should be confirmed unless otherwise any matter that occured......see ya.:D

Ok then, so I shall see you in Manila.......but why not extend you trip over the weekend as I'll be making my way to Balibago after conclusion of business matters on the evening of 30/8. And how do you suggest we do the contact.
As for Cebu, I was there for the one and only time way back in '84. Got a real nice girl from a cathouse who followed me on a long drive round the island the next day after an unforgetable niight of ecstacy. Actually, I had all but forgotten about Cebu till this moment. Ah...lets see, I can always propose to make an exploratory (business of course) trip there soon. I will ask my Manila contacts for some leads. Thanks, smiler for the primer that nudges my dormant state of mind vis-a-vis Cebu. .

smiler
12-08-2002, 10:47 AM
Originally posted by phenom


Ok then, so I shall see you in Manila.......but why not extend you trip over the weekend as I'll be making my way to Balibago after conclusion of business matters on the evening of 30/8. And how do you suggest we do the contact.
As for Cebu, I was there for the one and only time way back in '84. Got a real nice girl from a cathouse who followed me on a long drive round the island the next day after an unforgetable niight of ecstacy. Actually, I had all but forgotten about Cebu till this moment. Ah...lets see, I can always propose to make an exploratory (business of course) trip there soon. I will ask my Manila contacts for some leads. Thanks, smiler for the primer that nudges my dormant state of mind vis-a-vis Cebu. .

Well I would very much like to extend but I can't as due to company policy......anyway, will like to see you there so as we can go chiong together and oso to conquer the land of fallen angels.....hee....hee......cheers

phenom
13-08-2002, 03:08 AM
the final chapter of the first episode!

Ok, before my next Manila trip this coming Wed and thereon to Balibago on Fri, I will complete the final posting of episode 1.

Now, I had already checked out of my hotel at noon as I had intended to booze all the way till the last bar closes at 5am and then get on to Manila to catch my flight home.
No problem about that as I then rechecked in; for a 3-hour short-time at P300.
Arm-in-arm with my melons fairies on either side, I highspirited up the short flight of stairs to the bed where for the next two hours, I would immerse myself in the joys of the double twin peaks of Mount Mayon and Mount Everest.
As the door closed, I excitedly grobbed and mauled those four wonderful globes. Marisel's colossal mounds were as I had anticipated and remembered; the answers to the prayers of a mammaries fanatic. Her younger sibling's melons, though huge were a couple of leagues below that of Marisel's. To a connoiseur of the perfect big titties, Josephine's considerable assets are a dream come true; round and firm. She is also fairer and her skin is smoother then her elder sis'.
Losing no time, though I had plenty, we striped off our clothes and had a fast shower together. After drying off, I gathered the girls under each arm and staggered the few steps to collapse in a tangled heap of arms and legs onto the bed.
Unfolding ourselves from that human mass, I proceeded to hug and cuddle the two sisters. After a while, they commenced the task of dispensing pleasure. Positioning themselves on either side of me, they dished out their magic. Starting from the forehead and moving south down my neck, chest, nipples, stomach, thighs and finally my feet, their lips and tongues weaved their slow sensuous journey, leaving a cool trail of saliva in its wake. Simultaneously, their fingertips meander all over my body like twenty little tendrils, seeking out my every heightened pore.
My nerves were numbed and just when I thought I would die from the sexitement, they stopped to let me regain a semblance of my composure. Next, they attacked my groin area, their lips caressing the ribbed skin of my sac. Their mouths then suckled my balls, drawing them deep into their caverns, the pearly marbles threatening to burst forth from the restraining fold of skin and hurtle down their throats.
When they felt that I could not take it anymore, their flicking tongues zeroed onto my reardoor, rimming, rimming around the puckled hole. Next, my phallus became the object of their worship, the lips gliding ever so fleetingly along the engorged shaft. The lapping and licking tongues were all over my veined totem pole. One of the sisters then concentrate on slurping the base of the column while the other's lips ringed the purpled head. The tongue ran teasingly around the mushroom and along the pee hole, and its tip tried to lodge itself into the tiny slit.
Finally, the other mouth at the base gave way while the enveloping one devoured my mighty warrior, inching down ever so slowly. The head then proceeded to bob up and down, the lips touching base and then travelling up again to the top to ring tightly around the sensitive tip. For the following half an hour, the two sisters would take turns on the cocksucking, one taking over for the other to catch her breath.
Finally its time for the real thing. First, I lined them side-by side, in the doggie position, pistoning each pussy alternately. After about ten minutes, I made them lie together on their backs, with my arms and legs over their shoulders and feet respectively. Pumping furiously the two heavenly gates in quick successions, I soon tire from my almost spreadeagle stance over the girls. From my downward view, the two slim frames lying side by side somewhat resembled a plumb lady with two tiny pussies and four enormous titties. WHAT A FEELING!!!
I then lie down and let the ladies complete the job. Again they take turns to impale themselves upon my phallic pillar. As I had previously cummed inside Marisel, when the time comes for my release, I chose to empty my load into the love tube of Josephine.
OH, WHAT A WAY TO GO!!!

so here it is, the conclusion to my long running saga of my two back-to-back weekends in the sextown of Balibago - north of Manila.

THE END! and the beginning...............of a new episode - watch for it!

tsuyoyi
13-08-2002, 10:22 AM
Originally posted by phenom


I just got back home a few hours ago; after 5 sexicting nites in Bangkok. Absoultely wonderful trip chionging-wise. Will post the FRs in the relevent thread soon.... I hope.
My month-end Manila trip is more or less confirmed for 24/8 to 1/9. I'll go to Balibago on 24/8, back to Manila on the morning of 26/8, to Balibago again on 30/8 and then to Manila and home on 1/9. If you can make the schedule, I'll lend you my trusty brush; you'll have to bring your own paint though. ;)
But before that, I'll make an extra trip in a few day's time, on 14/8. After my meetings, I'll head for Balibago (of course) on the evening of 16/8 and be back home on 18/8. So its seems I'll be enjoying the charms of the "fallen angels" for the next three weekends after this. My chionging life is really on a roll these past few months and the next few as well.

Bro Phenom, I dun think I will be able to make it before 03 Sep as I will be in Taipei. Guess we do not have the chance to paint together again this time round. However, my trip from 03 till 07 Sep is still on. So if you or Bro Smiler decide to make it, please let me know.
BTW, have a nice trip to Balibago!

smiler
13-08-2002, 11:08 AM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi


Bro Phenom, I dun think I will be able to make it before 03 Sep as I will be in Taipei. Guess we do not have the chance to paint together again this time round. However, my trip from 03 till 07 Sep is still on. So if you or Bro Smiler decide to make it, please let me know.
BTW, have a nice trip to Balibago!


Bro tsuyoyi, dun think I can extend my trip so it's such a pity that we unable to chiong together this time round. Maybe the next trip we try meet up again if possible lor......ok?


Anyway have a nice trip to Taipei.......

phenom
14-08-2002, 12:19 AM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi


Bro Phenom, I dun think I will be able to make it before 03 Sep as I will be in Taipei. Guess we do not have the chance to paint together again this time round. However, my trip from 03 till 07 Sep is still on. So if you or Bro Smiler decide to make it, please let me know.
BTW, have a nice trip to Balibago!

Not this round but probable another.
Sometime, somewhere...who knows.
All my visits to sextown had been and always will be unforgetable.
Cheers!

phenom
18-08-2002, 11:19 PM
Originally posted by smiler



Bro phenom, my trip will be on the 22/8/2002 to 23/8/2002 to Cebu first....then after that will be in Manila on 28/8/2002 to 30/8/2002...........Most likely should be confirmed unless otherwise any matter that occured......see ya.:D

Are you still on for the above date?
If so it really looks like I'll have to pass up once again on meeting up with you. Due to some technical glitches, my month-end trip will most likely have to be postponed by a week. So instead of 24/8 to 1/9, it now seems my schedule will be from 31/8 to 8/9. Ah....ren shuan bu ru tian shuan!

smiler
18-08-2002, 11:25 PM
Originally posted by phenom


Are you still on for the above date?
If so it really looks like I'll have to pass up once again on meeting up with you. Due to some technical glitches, my month-end trip will most likely have to be postponed by a week. So instead of 24/8 to 1/9, it now seems my schedule will be from 31/8 to 8/9. Ah....ren shuan bu ru tian shuan!


Bro, it's been fixed and will be at Cebu on 22/8 -23/8..........then to Manila on 28/8 - 30/8.............no change in that.....and.....haizzzzzzzzz.....miss the chance to meet up again.

tsuyoyi
19-08-2002, 09:50 AM
Originally posted by phenom


Are you still on for the above date?
If so it really looks like I'll have to pass up once again on meeting up with you. Due to some technical glitches, my month-end trip will most likely have to be postponed by a week. So instead of 24/8 to 1/9, it now seems my schedule will be from 31/8 to 8/9. Ah....ren shuan bu ru tian shuan!

Bro Phenom,
You changed your dates? So you gonna be around in Manila from 31 Aug till 08 Sep.....I will be in Manila from 03 till 06 Sep.....You going to Balibago on any of those days? I can make it for Balibago on 03 Sep or 06 Sep...... If you have plans to go on the night of 06 Sep, I can extend my stay till 07 Sep!
C u there!

phenom
19-08-2002, 11:21 PM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi


Bro Phenom,
You changed your dates? So you gonna be around in Manila from 31 Aug till 08 Sep.....I will be in Manila from 03 till 06 Sep.....You going to Balibago on any of those days? I can make it for Balibago on 03 Sep or 06 Sep...... If you have plans to go on the night of 06 Sep, I can extend my stay till 07 Sep!
C u there!

No, I did not actually change my date. Its just that the situation might postpone my original schedule. I'll be sure only in the next two days. Anyway if it all goes according to the new timing, I'll reach Manila on 31/8 at about 1.30pm and will head straight for Balibago. After two boozing and whoring nites, I'll then head back to the capital in the wee hours of Mon morning; just after the last bars closed. Mon to Thur will be business matters and I'll then return to sextown on Fri evening (6/9) at around 5pm. Again, on Sun 8/9, before daybreak, I'll hop on to Manila for a noon flight home. You can let me have your contact in Manila and I'll contact you on around the 3rd or 4th.

bapple
19-08-2002, 11:37 PM
Phenom,

As the Philippines expert, which hotels would you recommend in Manila? If one is going as a tourist, own pocket & not company sponsored, whats the cost of a decent hotel which is guest friendly?

In the case of Balibago, does one just walk into the hotel to book a room or can one get better rates going though a travel agent, or internet?

TIA

phenom
20-08-2002, 12:56 AM
Originally posted by bapple
Phenom,

As the Philippines expert, which hotels would you recommend in Manila? If one is going as a tourist, own pocket & not company sponsored, whats the cost of a decent hotel which is guest friendly?

In the case of Balibago, does one just walk into the hotel to book a room or can one get better rates going though a travel agent, or internet?

TIA

I'm the self-proclaimed Balibago "expert", not the entire Philippines.
Anyway, to answer your questions, a good, affordable and conveniently located hotel would be the Kabayan. Posted price incl. breakfast is a tad below P1800 but discounts are available and you should end up paying less than P1200 (appros. S$40/-).
The place is quite new and therefore by extension clean and comfortable. The staff are polite and helpful as well. Getting around is extremely convenient as its situated near both the MRT (Taft terminal station) and LRT (EDSA station) in Pasay city. The hotel is on the EDSA, just beside the Metro Point shopping centre at the junction of Taft Avenue and EDSA. Taxis to the airport from here costs only P70. The surroundings might seem a bit intimidating to the faint hearted but its absolutely safe (except for the occassional pickpocket....but then there are picpockets elsewhere as well). Its one of my fav place as its also only a ten minute stroll from the EIEC. I would always walk back (usually alone) after a nite's boozing till closing time at 3am. But don't follow in my footsteps unless you are worldy-wise. Not everybody can be nonchanlant in the midst of the rift-rafts of society. And if you are up to it, you can stay at one of the many "love motels" opposite the EIEC. Prices for full-day stay averaged P800 only, with shortime rates of around P160 (1 hr) and P400 (3 hrs).

Balibago hotels are a dump compared to those in the big cities. There are somewhat better ones (eg Oasis) a few kilometres from the centre of the action but if all you need is a place to bunk and bonk; in the thick of the action, then the best in the area (ie the CBD - central bar district not central business district) is the Orchid (P1240), followed by the Park Chicago ((P830). Rates are the same for both advance booking and walk-in. If you're arriving late, the above hotels might be full but it won't be a huge problem as there are hotels aplenty, if only further away.

tsuyoyi
20-08-2002, 09:02 AM
Originally posted by phenom


No, I did not actually change my date. Its just that the situation might postpone my original schedule. I'll be sure only in the next two days. Anyway if it all goes according to the new timing, I'll reach Manila on 31/8 at about 1.30pm and will head straight for Balibago. After two boozing and whoring nites, I'll then head back to the capital in the wee hours of Mon morning; just after the last bars closed. Mon to Thur will be business matters and I'll then return to sextown on Fri evening (6/9) at around 5pm. Again, on Sun 8/9, before daybreak, I'll hop on to Manila for a noon flight home. You can let me have your contact in Manila and I'll contact you on around the 3rd or 4th.
Bro Phenom,
I will join you to Balibago then on Fri (6/9) at 5pm. You leaving on Sun (8/9)? Unfortunately, I may have to leave earlier...possibly on Sat )7/9)........I can then take the afternoon flight leaving Manila.....I will PM you my contact number.....C u there!

lppl99
20-08-2002, 06:24 PM
TIA;

<<As the Philippines expert, which hotels would you recommend in Manila? If one is going as a tourist, own pocket & not company sponsored, whats the cost of a decent hotel which is guest friendly?

In the case of Balibago, does one just walk into the hotel to book a room or can one get better rates going though a travel agent, or internet?

TIA>>

You can try staying at Heritage Hotel; which is across from EDSA entertainment complex. That is if you survive the 8 lanes of highway. 4 lanes, one way, 4 lanes, the other.

There are places like the firehouse and others .... lots of babes and most bar fines are 1000piso. Bargain on the long and short time.

Hope this is useful.

phenom
20-08-2002, 08:35 PM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi

Bro Phenom,
I will join you to Balibago then on Fri (6/9) at 5pm. You leaving on Sun (8/9)? Unfortunately, I may have to leave earlier...possibly on Sat )7/9)........I can then take the afternoon flight leaving Manila.....I will PM you my contact number.....C u there!

Yes, we can head for sextown together at around 5 and you can leave the next morning while I'll leave on Sun. That is assuming my new schedule is confirmed.
Anyway I'll be in KL from tomorrow till the weekend and I can be sure (of the Manila trip) only by Mon. I'll keep you updated.

phenom
24-08-2002, 01:53 AM
After my business meetings on Fri 16/8, I headed for Balintawak at the start of the north expressway to catch a busliner to Balibago. Got there at around 6pm. Immediatedly embarked on my usual indulgence in the cerveza. After a couple, tried to check into the Orchid (US$24/-). No luck as its fully booked. Next tried the Park Chicago(P830). Again the same story. Must be a sudden influx of sex tourists from Germany/Australia, the two most numerous groups of chiongsters.
There's a couple of other hotels in the action area but they're terrible even by my tolerant standards (gruddingly acceptable for ST but not overnite stay), so I did not even attempt to try. Reluctantly proceeded to the Marlim Mansions(P1100) on MacArthur Hiway, about a km away, dumped my little overnight bag and zoomed off to a roadside stall for a delicious meal of "lechon baboy"; roasted piglet filipino style. Smooth crispy munchy skin and tender succulent meat; uummhh delectably melt-in-the-mouth delicacy - a must try together with the equally seducing sinful slabs of roasted belly pork.
Resumed my boozing after downing the epicuric delight. A few bars later, I bumped right into an enormous pair cantaloupes in the Neros Forum, one of the biggest girlie joints there, with over two hundred chicks. At any one time there would be no less than fifty swinging and gyrating almost naked bodies on the stage. Miss cantaloupe whose name happened to be "Lovely" was summarily sequested, hugged and gropped until its time for her turn at the dance stage. I was all primed to bury my heads (both the one on my shoulders and the one between my balls) in her treasures for the nite but unfortunately her "tai yee ma" - "big aunty" was with her that night . So, with a tinge of disappointment, I had to abort the target. Now, she could be genuine in having her period or just merely mouthing a polite excuse not to be barfined as menstruation is commonly cited by the Balibago gals when they do not feel like being screwed by a particular customer. Anyway its inconsequential as there's plenty of pussies around.
The night was still young and in no particular hurry to barfine yet unless struck by a vivacious babe or another voluptous siren, I continued with my drinking binge.
About ten or so beers later, at almost 2 am, I ended up at the Brown Sugar. At that point I was ready to grab a gal for the nite. I had chitchatted with a few and had not made up my mind as the selection were not particularly striking; just acceptable. At 2 am, on the hour, a cute springy 18 y.o. waitress just off duty and on her way out the door, happened to glance my way. We smiled at each other and after a short exchange of inanities, she hopped onto the seat beside me. Brown Sugar closed at 5 am but the gals are on shifts and Arna - that's her moniker - works from 6pm to 2am. Somehow we clicked and since she's already off-work, there's no necessity for a barfine.
We hopped onto a motorised tricycle for the short ride to my hotel. Arna was gem, a girlfriend type who went with be primarily for the fun. She had not much experience as she allowed herself to be barfined only selectively and infrequently. She couldn't bring herself to put her lips, not to mention her mouth, on my phallus as she had never performed fellatio before. Despite my gentle coaxing and persuassion, she still wouldn't do it. Although I'm a sucker for bj, somehow or other, I did not mind her refusal as she's such a dear. Besides this little negativity, she was great in all other areas; as in the shower and our gentle foreplay and lovemaking. No initial high octance ramming for this little sweetheart. Its was all about gf/bf type of mutual giving and taking. When our slow but gradually rambunctious coition came to its logical conclusion, we eventually drifted off to a long blissful state of hibernation till almost noon.
We had a nice fulfilling brunch and eventually we bade goodbye. I gave her a thousand pesos which she happily accepted. I'll be back for her on my next trip.
Come evening and once again its the start of my nite of boozing.
As I will be catching the next morning's flight from Manila, I had already checked out and intend to drink till the last bar closed at 5 am. So, no bonking for the nite, just plain drinking. To cut a long story short, after much more than a dozen bars and viewing of countless young nubile bodies, I was off before daybreak for the hour plus bus journey back to the capital and then on to the airport.... and HOME.
That's about it for now........ and coming soon - my next trip starting on the last day of this month.

phenom
10-09-2002, 01:06 AM
Just got back from sextown barely 30 hrs ago but have to leave for Jkt in a few hours time, so only a short quicky FR.
31/8 :- Continued direct to destination upon touchdown in Manila. After the usual boozing, bedded down with half-handful-titted but super-sexy taut-bodied 19 y.o. Giselle from Champagne. She was deflowed only a week before; therefore not much bed skills but pussy really tight.
1/9 :- Got another gal, 21 y.o. Jane from the same joint. Had noticed her staring at me the previous nite and thought she could be a good screw. Not disappointed as as BBBJ and FJ are above average. Her experience made up for her ordinary but CFM looks.
6/9 :- After my business meetings of the past few days, I was on my way to Balibago once again. The moment I hit sextown, I bumped right into my baby sweetheart of the mid-August trip; 18 y.o. Arna of Brown Sugar (see my previous FR on her.) As it was way too early for the horizontal action, I told her that I would look her up in a few hours time after a few rounds of cervezas. Its not easy to tell the sweetie pie that; especially as I had an immediate hard-on on seeing her again after three weeks, but booze had to come first before the broads in Balibago. After barhopping for about five hours, I took out Arna for a night of GF-type fun. And what a night! I managed to persuade her, with much effort, to give me her virgin blowjob. As it was her first time to put a cock into her mouth, she did it hesitantly and for only about two minutes. But that's enough as the sensations are entirely different from the experienced suckers. I also mananged to do her raw, against even greater resistance. In fact I did it without her knowledge. She only realised it when I subsequently stopped to cap myself minutes before my ejecuation. After washing up, we went out again to barhop together for a couple of hours. We didn't get to sleep till 3am but once in bed, we did not get up till noon. Another round of fun and off we went for a late brunch.
7/9 :- As in my previous trip of three weeks ago, I had checked out of my hotel to booze all the way till the last bars closed at 5am. Then its onto a busliner for the hour-plus trip back to Manila, and from there a little shopping and on to the airport for the flight home. Bye, bye Balibago - for now, and on to another of my fav bonk cities; Jakarta in a few hours' time.

tsuyoyi
10-09-2002, 08:44 PM
Bro phenom,
Looks like you sure had some good fun! Too bad that I could not join you this trip as I had to leave for China at the last minute.
Anyway, I will be back in Manila from 30 Sep till 03 Oct. This trip is definitely very-confirmed. I have planned to go up to Balibago on the evening of 03 Oct (Thurs). Will you be around to paint the town then?
Cheers!

smiler
13-09-2002, 08:58 AM
Bro phenom, only one FR from you??? I dun think your trip there only have one FR rite? SO where the rest of the FR.........

I want FR! I want FR!I want FR! I want FR!I want FR! I want FR!

phenom
19-09-2002, 12:30 AM
Originally posted by tsuyoyi
Bro phenom,
Looks like you sure had some good fun! Too bad that I could not join you this trip as I had to leave for China at the last minute.
Anyway, I will be back in Manila from 30 Sep till 03 Oct. This trip is definitely very-confirmed. I have planned to go up to Balibago on the evening of 03 Oct (Thurs). Will you be around to paint the town then?
Cheers!

Oh, I'll always have great fun; before, now and forever. :D

On the third of next month I'll be in Bkk, fresh from painting the eros city in Frankfurt a deep crimson.

phenom
19-09-2002, 12:40 AM
Originally posted by smiler
Bro phenom, only one FR from you??? I dun think your trip there only have one FR rite? SO where the rest of the FR.........

I want FR! I want FR!I want FR! I want FR!I want FR! I want FR!

But in that one brief FR, I had recounted ALL the chicks I had bonked in the sextown during the last trip. I just had no time to elaborate, what with so many back-to-back trips to Indoland, LOS, Mabuhay country and soon the Teutonics as well. So many FRs to write and so little time. My fingers simply couldn't keep up with my third leg. :D

smiler
20-09-2002, 10:48 AM
FR! FR! FR!............I WANT FR!


Hahahahahaahhaha.....enjoy enjoy:D

square
30-09-2002, 01:44 PM
I must say the postings on Balibago are indeed entertaining.

I will be in Balibago on 21st DEC and 22nd DEC. Wonder if any kind brother/s would care to chiong with me. Looking forward to meeting kakis in Balibago or Manila.

I only have license to visit the happening places but cannot 'ta bau' back to hotel... don't ask why. Nevertheless I will not fore go gropping the babes or do a ST during happy hours and then another one at closing times.

PM or post a msg for me!

tsuyoyi
30-09-2002, 11:55 PM
Originally posted by square
I must say the postings on Balibago are indeed entertaining.

I will be in Balibago on 21st DEC and 22nd DEC. Wonder if any kind brother/s would care to chiong with me. Looking forward to meeting kakis in Balibago or Manila.

I only have license to visit the happening places but cannot 'ta bau' back to hotel... don't ask why. Nevertheless I will not fore go gropping the babes or do a ST during happy hours and then another one at closing times.

PM or post a msg for me!

21st and 22nd Dec? You sure bro about the dates?

square
01-10-2002, 10:56 AM
yeah, it's 21/12/2002 and 22/12/2002. Those are the only 2 nights I can spend at Balibago. Other than that I have to be in Tagaytay and Balanga where I don't have any intel at all (anyone has?). I know most babes would go back to their provinces during those days, but no choice lah.

May be it's still early for bros to think. Just take note first loh.

taco
13-11-2002, 01:41 PM
Anyone going to Balibago Nov month end 30/11 ,1/12 ?
Would like to follow you.


Thank you
dmyy2k@ y a h o o . c o m

taco
21-11-2002, 02:59 PM
Base on the map Angeles city
http://www.acmap.com/fields_complete.asp

Where will the Victory Liner coach stop ?
Is that the final terminal (in case, we do not recognise when to get down ?

How far is the Victory Liner coach terminal at Pasay from Heritage Hotel ?

Thank you & appreciate..
Cheers

phenom
22-11-2002, 12:19 AM
Originally posted by taco
Base on the map Angeles city
http://www.acmap.com/fields_complete.asp

Where will the Victory Liner coach stop ?
Is that the final terminal (in case, we do not recognise when to get down ?

How far is the Victory Liner coach terminal at Pasay from Heritage Hotel ?

Thank you & appreciate..
Cheers

You got a good map of Balibago so should be able to get there and around easily.
All bus liners along the North Expressway (out of Manila) route will take approximately an hour (no stops along the way) to get from the northern Manila town of Balintawak to the Dau terminal (which is a misnomer as its not really an end terminal, only a major stop) in Pampanga province. This terminal is not final but a major stop for all northward bound buses including Bagio, Tarlac, etc. There can be no mistake as its the first terminal after the hour long run from northern Manila. The only liner that terminates at Angeles City is that of the Philippine Rabbit which also have other northern bound buses that stops briefly at the Dau terminal.
To make it easy, once you get off at the Dau terminal, head back to the Expressway from which you came. Walk towards its junction with MacArthur Highway. Then cross the highway to flag down a jeepney (5 pesos) with the C/Point sign. It will get you all the way to its end terminal at the end of First Street, near the Checkpoint. Alternatively, take a Angeles City bound jeepney and stop along M. Hiway at its junction with Fields Avenue.

If you can take the approximately 20 minutes walk, from the Heritage, first cross the Edsa and then turn eastwards and head towards MRT. Continue walking next to the MRT track, and after the petrol station on your left, you'll see the V liner terminal.

Happy boozing and bonking and don't forget to post your FR.

taco
22-11-2002, 09:59 AM
Thanx
http://www.oksnaoks.dotc.gov.ph/schedules/victoryliner_sched.htm
from pasay To: Dagupan City
3:30 a.m.
4:20 a.m.
5:00 a.m.
7:00 a.m.
9:00 a.m.
11:00 a.m.

1:00 p.m.
3:00 p.m
5:00 p.m.
7:00 p.m
10:45 p.m.

http://www.singletravel.com/phil_faq/angeles.htm

square
01-04-2003, 02:51 PM
Finally my Balibago trip can be materialzed!

16May to 19May. Anyone keen to join me? I haven't been there before, but the information contributed by the faithful brothers here helped a great deal. THANKS!

smiler
02-04-2003, 11:50 AM
Me....I will be at Manila on 19th May to 23rd May...........kekekeke

square
02-04-2003, 06:03 PM
Originally posted by smiler
Me....I will be at Manila on 19th May to 23rd May...........kekekeke

Aiyoh!... our dates doesn't overlap. I think I can stay one more day till 20May. Bro... can go earlier so that can cheong together? Cos after some research... the place macham flooded with mostly angmohs, so better have company else nanti kenna racism. Fyi, 15May is a public holiday, so i'm flying on that day.

smiler
05-04-2003, 01:58 AM
Originally posted by square
Aiyoh!... our dates doesn't overlap. I think I can stay one more day till 20May. Bro... can go earlier so that can cheong together? Cos after some research... the place macham flooded with mostly angmohs, so better have company else nanti kenna racism. Fyi, 15May is a public holiday, so i'm flying on that day.

Bro, I try to arrange my trip abit earlier........if no problem, then we shall meet there. By the way how to contact you???

square
05-04-2003, 09:23 AM
Originally posted by smiler
Bro, I try to arrange my trip abit earlier........if no problem, then we shall meet there. By the way how to contact you???

Bro Smiler, Thanks for trying to accomodate. PM you my contact info liao.

square
28-04-2003, 11:19 AM
just to announce... my phil trip postponed liao... stupid SARS loh.

so sorry.

Sunnyboy
12-09-2003, 01:42 AM
Originally posted by square
just to announce... my phil trip postponed liao... stupid SARS loh.

so sorry.

Hi all brothers, this is my first posting, no good dont flame me. i have been to phils since 1980s, lately always hang aroung manila nite-spot alone.... so sian.
;) i m planning a trip to angeles for relaxation, any brother want to join me and drink and have fun with pinoy.

phenom
21-10-2003, 01:40 PM
After an absence of over a year, I'll finally be back this Friday.
Balibago: here I cummmm.....again!!!

Freestyler69
21-10-2003, 06:46 PM
me going MNL & angeles next month ,, anyone going too?

phenom
23-10-2003, 01:28 PM
Originally posted by phenom
After an absence of over a year, I'll finally be back this Friday.
Balibago: here I cummmm.....again!!!

Sighhhhh!!! Tomorrow is holiday and the flights are full. Guess I will have to go early to chance it. Hopefully somebody will cancel at the last minute...if not, then can only go on Saturday.

sbn2863
23-10-2003, 05:14 PM
3 of us leaving for Manila on 15th Nov. Will definitely dorp by at AC!!!

Sunnyboy
28-10-2003, 06:55 PM
hey bros, can i join you to MNL and AC? long waiting for cheoning phils.

phenom
03-11-2003, 12:30 AM
I am back home after spending the last two weekends in Balibago. FRs to follow....soon, I hope!!!

sbn2863
03-11-2003, 12:55 AM
Originally posted by Sunnyboy
hey bros, can i join you to MNL and AC? long waiting for cheoning phils.

Changing to leave on 7/11 now. If you really interested, PM your contact to me, will get in touch with you to arrange.

More the merrier!

sbn2863
03-11-2003, 12:56 AM
Originally posted by Freestyler69
me going MNL & angeles next month ,, anyone going too?

Bro, we going on 7/11, want to cheong together?

Freestyler69
04-11-2003, 12:24 PM
Nope.. can;t do 11 Nov.. but will do 22 Nov.. how's that??

cool126969
04-11-2003, 05:37 PM
Hi bros,

How long u guys going for, can join not.....whats the average costs like...cheers

phenom
04-11-2003, 08:54 PM
Originally posted by cool126969
Hi bros,

How long u guys going for, can join not.....whats the average costs like...cheers

Respective average prices in Pesos for Manila/Balibago: beer; 100/50, ladies' drink; 175to295/125, barfine*; 1000+2000to4000/1000.
In short, Balibago is half to one quarter the Manila prices.

*In Manila the P1000 barfine goes entirely to the bar and you have to separately negotiate with the chix on the amount to pay her which for an overnighter will be in the range of P2000 to P4000...though sometimes you might get lucky, like me
;)
In contrast, the system in Balibago is that the P1000 is split between the bar and the chix...you do not have to pay the latter anything. Tips is entirely optional but not common though a "trike" fare of P100 or so would be appreciated.

Freestyler69
06-11-2003, 12:31 PM
Originally posted by phenom
Respective average prices in Pesos for Manila/Balibago: beer; 100/50, ladies' drink; 175to295/125, barfine*; 1000+2000to4000/1000.
In short, Balibago is half to one quarter the Manila prices.

*In Manila the P1000 barfine goes entirely to the bar and you have to separately negotiate with the chix on the amount to pay her which for an overnighter will be in the range of P2000 to P4000...though sometimes you might get lucky, like me
;)
In contrast, the system in Balibago is that the P1000 is split between the bar and the chix...you do not have to pay the latter anything. Tips is entirely optional but not common though a "trike" fare of P100 or so would be appreciated.

me confirm on 15th Nov arriving, 17th back to manila til 20th back to SG anyone joining? will be staying at apartelle

sbn2863
07-11-2003, 01:52 AM
Bro, I am already here! Will be staying here for at least 2 months.

Originally posted by Freestyler69
me confirm on 15th Nov arriving, 17th back to manila til 20th back to SG anyone joining? will be staying at apartelle

Freestyler69
07-11-2003, 01:06 PM
Originally posted by sbn2863
Bro, I am already here! Will be staying here for at least 2 months.


ok sure!.. where can i find you? pm me your contacts or drop me a line at freestyler69 at 37 www com

blacknight6
07-11-2003, 05:05 PM
Practically grew up in Balibago in the 80s. Still remember the money changers at check point trying to swinder me with their sleight of hand, the barbecue chicken stalls that lined Field's ave, the billyboys(Ah Guas) and the T-birds(lesbians). Can anyone tell me whether 3rd eye disco, Maverick city, Viking, Music box, skytrak and Fire empire are still around? Maybe they have changed names already. Used to visit the casino and Johnny's too.

phenom
07-11-2003, 10:05 PM
Originally posted by blacknight6
Practically grew up in Balibago in the 80s. Still remember the money changers at check point trying to swinder me with their sleight of hand, the barbecue chicken stalls that lined Field's ave, the billyboys(Ah Guas) and the T-birds(lesbians). Can anyone tell me whether 3rd eye disco, Maverick city, Viking, Music box, skytrak and Fire empire are still around? Maybe they have changed names already. Used to visit the casino and Johnny's too.

Except for Johnny Supermart, all the above are history.
There is a new Fire Empire in Santos Street, off Fields Avenue but it's a pale shadow of the original at MacArthur Highway. The new (huge) casino is now a few steps from Johnny's.

The only girl still around is Myra - the little bubble gum girl; and later flower girl. You should remember her. In early 1979 she was a nine year old cutie pie. Now she's a hefty 34 year old mamasan.

blacknight6
07-11-2003, 10:47 PM
Yes, I remember her, used to buy gum from her at Hobo's and later buy flowers from her to give to my honeycombs. Hey, you also go back a long time in Balibago especially CB street. BTW, are you formally from RSAF?
P.S. Really missed Fire Empire (near Dau)

phenom
07-11-2003, 11:05 PM
Originally posted by blacknight6
Yes, I remember her, used to buy gum from her at Hobo's and later buy flowers from her to give to my honeycombs. Hey, you also go back a long time in Balibago especially CB street. BTW, are you formally from RSAF?
P.S. Really missed Fire Empire (near Dau)

I first went with the 2nd Detachment (Skyhawks) and back almost every year till I RODed in '85.
Been back there again for pleasure cum business eleven times since.

blacknight6
08-11-2003, 07:24 AM
My first time was with the 6th det (F5 and A4 combined) and last one was 35th det.(F5) Too bad Pinatubo spoil everything. I am an armourer, yourself?

phenom
08-11-2003, 11:52 PM
Ahha, 6th? I was in the 5th Det on my second stint there. Our paths had crossed, I believe.
I do know many "gunners" of course and one of the more high profile and popular ones is the short Indian bloke named B***. You definately had been acquainted with him.
As for what I do, the "grease monkeys" call my cohorts "fairy hands".;)

blacknight6
09-11-2003, 10:57 AM
Yes, I know B***. He's with STAe now with the F16s. 5th Det? That's Hunter isn't it? You should know specs Ung ( maybe you are him, ke ke) Anyway nice talking to you, looking forward to read your FRs on the land of the LBFM (little brown fxxking machine). Really missed the PI.you can reached me at [email protected] if you want.

phenom
09-11-2003, 09:10 PM
Is the 5th Hunter? If so, then I must have been in the 6th.....and the same as you??? I was with the A4s and had been to the PI Dets from '79 to 84 every year except '82(I think) when I went to Williamtown instead. It's hard to remember the exact dates as the sands of time could have clouded my memories of timelines.....but not of the honeypots; kekeke.
I am the 'great' Specs?* You are either joking or quessing way off the mark. We were sort of buddy-buddy during our times togehter in PI and Down Under, and shared many things together...but not the chix, hahaha. The last I heard of him is that he is back to Sg (he was in the PI for quite a long while after his ROD) and became a tattoo artist.
Another person you most probably know of too is my then trade i/c (in the hanger) whose name sound something like "boobs touch big". He migrated to the States a long time ago, to go into the antique car restoration business.
LBFM? Hmmmmm, the same acronym as the Last Bohemian Field Marshal (Perimeter Road) which was also one of my haunts. Like virtually all the other joints of that era, it's now history.
Talking about the old times sure brings back many memories of the places and people. Wonder where, what and how are all the gals I had bonked those decades ago. Maybe some of the current ones I had are the daughters of some of them, and heaven forbid - mine as well?? :D

*ps. Please refrain from being that specific as you did earlier when quoting the name. Just a portion or clue will do. We will know who we are talking about with just a part or hint of the nick if we really know them in common.

Sunnyboy
09-11-2003, 09:28 PM
Originally posted by Freestyler69
me confirm on 15th Nov arriving, 17th back to manila til 20th back to SG anyone joining? will be staying at apartelle

hi bro freestyler69,
i missed to join sbn2863, but would try to make it 15 nov, pm you my contact but your mailbox full.... pls clear or pm me your ph nos, i will get intouch with you.

blacknight6
10-11-2003, 10:15 AM
Originally posted by phenom
Is the 5th Hunter? If so, then I must have been in the 6th.....and the same as you??? I was with the A4s and had been to the PI Dets from '79 to 84 every year except '82(I think) when I went to Williamtown instead. It's hard to remember the exact dates as the sands of time could have clouded my memories of timelines.....but not of the honeypots; kekeke.
I am the 'great' Specs?* You are either joking or quessing way off the mark. We were sort of buddy-buddy during our times togehter in PI and Down Under, and shared many things together...but not the chix, hahaha. The last I heard of him is that he is back to Sg (he was in the PI for quite a long while after his ROD) and became a tattoo artist.
Another person you most probably know of too is my then trade i/c (in the hanger) whose name sound something like "boobs touch big". He migrated to the States a long time ago, to go into the antique car restoration business.
LBFM? Hmmmmm, the same acronym as the Last Bohemian Field Marshal (Perimeter Road) which was also one of my haunts. Like virtually all the other joints of that era, it's now history.
Talking about the old times sure brings back many memories of the places and people. Wonder where, what and how are all the gals I had bonked those decades ago. Maybe some of the current ones I had are the daughters of some of them, and heaven forbid - mine as well?? :D

*ps. Please refrain from being that specific as you did earlier when quoting the name. Just a portion or clue will do. We will know who we are talking about with just a part or hint of the nick if we really know them in common.


Hey Phenom, I was also in Williamtown with the 1st F5 Det in '83 after that I was shuttling between PI and Korat. Last PI det was the 42nd in Oct '90. Our paths have definitely crossed if you are also in the 6th PI. The RSAF then was must more relax and forgiving than now. What trade are you, may I ask? You from the tech 73 batch?
Many of our trade i/cs and WOs have retired and transited into the next career as school OM.
The memories are flooding back as I type this reply. We had our dinner at Peking or Shanghai, supper from Didi's or the roadside barbecue stands. Do you still remember Benji. Bar hopping was great. STs during the week and barfines on the weekends. Sad to hear that all the old joints have closed
Yes,you are right Specs returned to SG after Pinatubo destroyed his business. Incidentally, do you know that he divorced his wife and married her sister?
Many of our compartraitsalso married PI girls and they do bring back some stories when they returned from visiting in-laws but your reports are always welcomed.

Freestyler69
10-11-2003, 05:07 PM
guys.. long time story very long story le.. cut short..come to AC with us la.. me arriving this sat 15th Nov..i buy u beer

blacknight6
10-11-2003, 05:28 PM
Originally posted by Freestyler69
guys.. long time story very long story le.. cut short..come to AC with us la.. me arriving this sat 15th Nov..i buy u beer

Would love to but the missus would be suspicious if I go to Angeles, anyway next month going to Bali for a deserved holiday. There can ogle at boobs at the beaches.

Thanks for the invitation though, chill a San Miguel or Red Horse for me next time.

phenom
11-11-2003, 01:58 AM
Originally posted by blacknight6
Hey Phenom, I was also in Williamtown with the 1st F5 Det in '83 after that I was shuttling between PI and Korat. Last PI det was the 42nd in Oct '90. Our paths have definitely crossed if you are also in the 6th PI. The RSAF then was must more relax and forgiving than now. What trade are you, may I ask? You from the tech 73 batch?
Many of our trade i/cs and WOs have retired and transited into the next career as school OM.
The memories are flooding back as I type this reply. We had our dinner at Peking or Shanghai, supper from Didi's or the roadside barbecue stands. Do you still remember Benji. Bar hopping was great. STs during the week and barfines on the weekends. Sad to hear that all the old joints have closed
Yes,you are right Specs returned to SG after Pinatubo destroyed his business. Incidentally, do you know that he divorced his wife and married her sister?
Many of our compartraitsalso married PI girls and they do bring back some stories when they returned from visiting in-laws but your reports are always welcomed.

Crossing of paths? I believe so. Crossing of swords? Maybe. Hahaha.

Talking about relax; you wouldn't even begin to guess at the enormous amount of liberty we had in the early det.....until some assholes pulled the plug and later dets were prohibited from repeating the hell we raised. Some fine examples were: bringing the chix to barracks every night , 2359 were not in our dictionary then and shoulder length hair were the norm.

My trade? Already told you earlier that I was a "fairy hand". Not a "grease monkey" nor a "gunner" nor a "wire guy". Need I spell it out? You got it right about the '73 but it was mech, not tech.

Peking, Shanghai, City Lunch, Oriental House? Only Peking and City Lunch are still around though I'm not sure of the original owners. The barbeque quarter chickens you were familiar with are now superseded by the whole bird and slabs of belly pork...delicious.

Specs? I knew much more about him than what you had stated.
Ha, that Casanova had an even more torrid history. Before PI, he had a sweet Sg gf (actually his original "wife" in everything but name) called Jacqueline whose nick was even tattooed on one of his arms...did you ever noticed that? Didn't I already told you that we were sort of buddy-buddy? I used to go to his home to watch blue movies. He and I went back a long long way...........When we were teens, I used to order from him and his gang what I fancy at the old Plaza Singapura Yaohan and he would supply me exactly what I specified; at half price. That great guy was never caught.Hahaha.

To give you a clue of my identity, I held the record then for the most number of chix bonked in one det: 79 different ones in 90 days. Actually I had more than one per day as I repeated quite a few of them as well. Even the notorious "JohnnyOne Shot" conceded defeat.




:D

phenom
11-11-2003, 02:10 AM
Originally posted by Freestyler69
guys.. long time story very long story le.. cut short..come to AC with us la.. me arriving this sat 15th Nov..i buy u beer

Beer? At an average price of 50pesos (about S$1.50) for a stubby San Miguel in the bars, I'll buy you ten! :D

blacknight6
11-11-2003, 08:12 AM
Originally posted by phenom
Crossing of paths? I believe so. Crossing of swords? Maybe. Hahaha.

Talking about relax; you wouldn't even begin to guess at the enormous amount of liberty we had in the early det.....until some assholes pulled the plug and later dets were prohibited from repeating the hell we raised. Some fine examples were: bringing the chix to barracks every night , 2359 were not in our dictionary then and shoulder length hair were the norm.

My trade? Already told you earlier that I was a "fairy hand". Not a "grease monkey" nor a "gunner" nor a "wire guy". Need I spell it out? You got it right about the '73 but it was mech, not tech.

Peking, Shanghai, City Lunch, Oriental House? Only Peking and City Lunch are still around though I'm not sure of the original owners. The barbeque quarter chickens you were familiar with are now superseded by the whole bird and slabs of belly pork...delicious.

Specs? I knew much more about him than what you had stated.
Ha, that Casanova had an even more torrid history. Before PI, he had a sweet Sg gf (actually his original "wife" in everything but name) called Jacqueline whose nick was even tattooed on one of his arms...did you ever noticed that? Didn't I already told you that we were sort of buddy-buddy? I used to go to his home to watch blue movies. He and I went back a long long way...........When we were teens, I used to order from him and his gang what I fancy at the old Plaza Singapura Yaohan and he would supply me exactly what I specified; at half price. That great guy was never caught.Hahaha.

To give you a clue of my identity, I held the record then for the most number of chix bonked in one det: 79 different ones in 90 days. Actually I had more than one per day as I repeated quite a few of them as well. Even the notorious "JohnnyOne Shot" conceded defeat.




:D

Of course I remember, used to bring chicks to the barracks myself. Imagine the looks of some of the shy guys when they saw a philipina bathing in the gents. Ha ha Ha. Used to bonk Thai and Korean wives of the US servicemen too. I think the 2359 thing was started by the 9th det after investigation into the 3 A4 crashes. The flyboys were just as havoc as us techies. Nevertheless was able to go around the curfew by booking in and sneaking out again after all bus service ran till 0200 and taxies are plentiful.
We were banned from going out from Clark during the 34th det when terrorists shot and killed some Americans at Mac Donald's (Dau); but we still manage to bring girls into the base. Talking about Mohamed can't go to the mountain .......
You have given enough clues about yourself and I shall ask some old timers whether they still remember you.
Incidentally, is Johnny Oneshot the same Johnny Buaya?

phenom
11-11-2003, 01:27 PM
.......And the shock of some when face to face in the shower with six-footer negros and their foot-long poles? Kekeke

Of course the Buaya and OneShot are one and the same. During the second Det, I got evicted from my room after two weeks by my mate cos I made him a refugee every nite...even when he was ill. Hahaha. The buaya then offered to share with me and his mate agreed as he and my mate were buddies. The buaya then stayed off-base subsequently and I had the whole room to myself for most of the duration of that Det. Saved a bundle on hotels as I got back a chix practically every night.

Freestyler69
11-11-2003, 05:29 PM
hehehe.. still long story better to tell huh?? ok la.. then I drink my san miguel...

paranoidspy
12-11-2003, 03:12 AM
not like now, military life damn boring...more pls....

blacknight6
13-11-2003, 12:43 AM
Originally posted by phenom
.......And the shock of some when face to face in the shower with six-footer negros and their foot-long poles? Kekeke

Of course the Buaya and OneShot are one and the same. During the second Det, I got evicted from my room after two weeks by my mate cos I made him a refugee every nite...even when he was ill. Hahaha. The buaya then offered to share with me and his mate agreed as he and my mate were buddies. The buaya then stayed off-base subsequently and I had the whole room to myself for most of the duration of that Det. Saved a bundle on hotels as I got back a chix practically every night.


Have yet to meet up with Johnny Buaya to sort out your identity. Maybe he has gone to Hainan. Did you know that he married a PRC from Hainan but he let her stay in Hainan and he goes there ever so often to bonk her. Probably its a marriage of convenience so that she can look after his property there. He is retiring next year. He is still the same, heard that he doesn't care who he is bonking as long as she has a pussy, in Korat, he got someone with him to choose a puying from the fishtank for him while he continued to drink his beer.
Also heard that before he sleeps, he would wrap his thing with a silk cloth, he claimed that it enhances his performance.

Remember Harana disco, used to pick up the young nubile chicks and take them in to the disco and they are yours for the night. I also reminscinced the nights that I would hang around Angeles City University to chat up the young impressionable college girls. Bonked a few myself.

I am sure you would remember 'Lovely Paradise' the apartment that the girls from Peking and Shanghai rented. Suffered many a warm nights there but they were worth it. Maybe I am boring you with all these but an old man need to survive on past glory. I may be going to Korat next Feb for exercise. After that I can post FR in this forum.

smiler
01-12-2003, 04:51 PM
Errrrrrrrrrr................phenom, where ur FR????

Come on, you just back from there.................FR..............FR.......... ....!!!!!!!!!!

phenom
02-12-2003, 08:55 AM
Originally posted by smiler
Errrrrrrrrrr................phenom, where ur FR????

Come on, you just back from there.................FR..............FR.......... ....!!!!!!!!!!

Yeah hor!
FR on mixed-blood Thai-Filipina cummmmmmg up soon.

phenom
02-12-2003, 08:59 AM
And talking of FRs, where's yours? Plus, are you dropping by Balibago on your current Manila trip? With a fortnight, you should have enough time on your hands to finally make a diversion.

phenom
10-12-2003, 04:34 PM
My apologies for the long delay of this FR. It’s been over five weeks since my return from my last trip to this sextown. As usual, I headed for Balibago on a Saturday, two days before my business meetings.

A year had gone by since I last set foot there and some changes were evident. The huge casino along MacArthur Highway was finally completed and a “Giant” type megamart had opened its doors at Dau. Two rundown hotels were undergoing renovations; the Park Chicago with minor touchups and the Tropicana metamorphosing into the Neros Executive Resort Hotel. Both should be reopened by now. The pub scene is livelier than before, with the addition of a few more new or renovated joints.
A Balibago institution; the nine year old bubble gum girl of two dozen years ago who later went on to become a flower lady and then the President of the Balibago Street Vendors Association is now the mamasan of a newly reopened club in the CBD (Central Bar District lah).

OK, enough of my inane bantering and on to the FR proper.

I arrived just as the Sun was starting to set. The gaudy lights and the blaring music came to life. After a quickie check-in at the Marlin, I hit the streets with a vengeance.
Gobbling my cervezas (beer), I meandered in and out of six of the joints in quick succession. Two hours or so of boozing and eye candies did a good job of unwinding my highly-strung anticipation of a triumphant return to my sorely missed playground.
Its time to fill my stomach with some solids. What other than the aromatic Lechon Manok (charcoal roasted slabs of belly pork) from the roadside stalls. Hmmmm, sinfully and finger lickingly delicious.
With my palate thus satisfied, I was ready to resume my binge…..and bingo: I hit paydirt!

The clock had already struck nine a little while back when I went through the doors of the Cheetah, a recently opened watering hole. Unlike the rest, this place is designed like a lounge, with the customers sitting around sofa sets instead of at bar counters, tall tables and long benches.
I was ushered to an unoccupied seat directly in front of one end of the dancing stage. A group of about a dozen LBFMs (Little Brown F**king Machines) were strutting their stuff, gyrating to the rhythm of the thumping bass and crescendoing treble.
My eyes scanned the ensemble for my “viagra”: pairs of jiggling, bouncy melons. Other than a couple of waist-length haired siren wannabes who sported above average boobies, none of the others didn’t even begin to come close to my jugs sized yardstick.
I spent the next few minutes trying to decide which of the duo will be more to my taste.
I had not paid much attention to the other dancers but suddenly, a lithe form with a golden mane caught my radar eye as she slithered to the centre of the stage from the far end.
She’s got the moves, man!

It rarely happens; I had totally disregarded the two almost-melons and devoted my full concentration on the grapefruits. Yes, her breasts fell way off my obsessive complusion for outsized jugs, but what perfect cones they were! Smooth, firm and rounded, they will just about almost fill my hands with barely outstretched fingers. And that body! If Helen of Troy’s face could launch a thousand ships, then that celestial body will easily raise a thousand and one dicks.

From the gliding hands to the floating shoulders, down her undulating torso, through her oscillating hips and wriggling ass, she was overpoweringly captivating. Her silken thighs flowed sensually down her angelic calves to her curvaceous ankles, culminating in a magical pair of Fred Astair’s flying heels and toes.
No doubt about it, hers is really a body to die for.
I had mentioned a golden mane. Yes, her crowning glory was dyed a sparkling blonde. Thick wavy strands cascaded past her shoulders to just under her heavenly spherical orbs. They frame a pleasant face that though would not win her beauty pageant titles, is pleasing enough for those whom looks are not the top priority for a one night stand. In a body rated 10 out of ten, her facial features would hover around 6……which is just as well. ;)

I was fully fixated on her and eventually she noticed it and gradually floated to directly in front of my corner. Around the stainless steel pole she twirled and contorted; much to the tide of rising discomfort in my pants. Many a times her pearly teeth glistened as she flashed her beguiling smile on all the patrons.
I gathered the full resources of my mental faculty to send a series of telepathic messages. “Come to my seat.” “I must have you tonight.” “Let me explore your body and ravage it.”…and all that crap.
I don’t know whether it actually worked -I doubt it- but when her dance numbers were up, she sauntered over to me and inquired whether I wish for the pleasure of her company.
You bet! I positively craved for it!
Now, I am quite selective on the buying of ladies’ drinks – viewing them as rip-offs by the establishments – and Balibago bars unlike their Manila counterparts do not as a rule bother its customers much about it. However, the waitresses had witnessed my intense interest in this particular object of desire and they zeroed in for the kill. “Drinks for the lady?” they chorused. “Yes! Yes!” I spurted. Never before had I ordered a drink for the chick even before she sat down with me.
Still mesmerized, I visually devoured her bodacious contours at point blank range as she deposited her venusian form beside me.
“I beg your pardon?” I intoned as I was wrenched back to earth by her saccharin sweet voice. Her hand was outstretched and she repeated; “What’s your name?” I told her and she began to engage in small talk. I was still in a stupor and lost the first few sentences of her monologue.
"Hey! Snap out of it, she's already here beside you." I chided myself. Enjoining her, we bantered for a little while before I realised that my mind did not quite register her moniker when she introduced herself. I can only recollect murkily that she had said something like “Hi, I am…..”
“Sorry, I didn’t get your name earlier, what is it again? I apologised. “Starr.” She uttered demurely. How apt! She’s a celestial body and her name seemed to underline that!
“Is that your nickname?’ I was curious, knowing the Filipino penchant for endearing supplementary names.
“No, its my given name at birth, or rather, it is a translation of Dow; the actual word on my birth certificate."She replied.
Dow? Star? How do they connect? There must be a link.
Eureka!!! I got it! "Krung chi Dow chai mai?" I asked for her confirmation....in Thai.
"Chai ka. Tham mai krung phoot Thai dai?" She questioned me in return.
Now, I am fairly proficient in rudimentary conversational Thai and we thereupon chatted animatedly in that tongue for an indeterminable eternity.

WE CLICKED! We really hit it off. It’s the Thai franca lingua that did it!

It turned out that her dad is Thai while her mum is a Filipina. She grew up in the Philippines but had lived mainly in Thailand for the past nine years, returning home for good only a few months ago……after leaving her British naval officer husband following an acrimonious divorce. Her nine year old cutie pie daughter is now in her ex’s custody but they do correspond frequently via email and phone calls.
She’s no longer young, having galloped past the thirty mark a short while ago, but her youthful body and her exuberantly girlish demeanor belied her age. Other than her face which looked mid-twentyish, she could easily have passed as a eighteen year old.
My initial pure wanton lust for her had since mellowed into a fascination with her body and mind. As the chemistry flowed freely between us, we had transcended into the threshold of the realm of soul-mates. My warrior had stayed hard all this while but no longer is it screaming for release as by now bedding this sex goddess is a bygone conclusion.
I duly settled the barfine which turned out to be 200 pesos more than the standard one grand at the other joints. At that point, I would have paid double if that was the price, even though I usually eschew establishments that charge more than the prevailing rates.

We went off but as it was still early, being one and a half hours to midnight, she wanted to go bar hopping.
I agreed, and we adjourned arm-in arm to the Blue Nile down the street and continued with our tete-a-tete.
With the dream body by my side, I paid scant attention to the slew of nubile prancing forms on the stage; melons included. Before long, we finished our drinks and moved on to the next bar…and the next.
A little after midnight, we had just about enough and hailed a trike for the short three-minute ride to my hotel.

My, oh my! What an enjoyable night. And the best is yet to cummmmmmm.

phenom
10-12-2003, 05:07 PM
Smiler, there you have it.
The first chapter of my FR on my last trip.
Chapter two is still in the process of being written.
I am doing my part. What about you?
Where's your FR on your just concluded trip?

VinnieColaiuta
10-12-2003, 05:56 PM
Interesting... Looking forward to your next... Hmmm... I guess this's the 1st time for my to post in this unfamilar section aye... No thank to you... Kekekekeke...

Virgin Poster...
Vinnie

phenom
11-12-2003, 03:18 PM
..........continuation.

We snuggled closely, like newly discovered lovers, in the sputtering clanking heap of scrapped metal on wheels. Time seemed to stand still but eventually we had arrived.
We smooched and groped each other in the elevator, and like conjoined twins we ambled together down the dimly lit corridor into my room.
At last I will get to remove the last visages of her clothing and savour her scintillating body in all its naked and natural glory. At last I will get to satisfy my carnal desire for the treasure trove between her enticing snowy thighs. At last my excruciating hunger for this hot burning furnace from the constellations will be summarily satiated.

All in good time. We were not some uncontrollable teenagers roaring to rip off our garments. Despite the simmering heat in my groin, I made a conscious effort to take things easy. Disentangling ourselves from the mess of our interlocking appendages, we held hands tenderly as we crossed the few metres to the bed and sat down.
Eyes entwined, we slowly peeled off each other’s clothes till we were down to our unmentionables. She then stood up and backed a couple of paces to accord me an all-encompassing view as she teasingly hooked her thumbs in the elastic band of her thongs. Inch by agonising inch, she slid the sheer black frilly downwards.

A few strands of fine curly ebony threadlike outgrowth peered tantalisingly from the panty top. Then in one swift sweeping motion, she slipped the underwear all the way to her ankles, body bent at an acute angle and her face slanted upwards to lock her gaze squarely on me.
Her action was so fast that I had no chance to even catch a glimpse of her pussy. Then, hands cupping her thatch, she elevated her head and torso upwards, the corners of her lips curled in an enigmatic smile.
Ramrod straight now, she stealthily glided her dainty fingers away from the lush oasis between her upper thighs.

“Sus Nalang! Galing Aman!” I exclaimed in Tagalog. Therein nestled one of the most beautifully formed and adorned pubic regions I had ever laid my jaded eyes on; in decades of bedding hundreds if not a thousand WLs, FLs and GTGs. (For the uninitiated, its Working Ladies, FreeLancers and Good Time Girls respectively.)
The neat little triangle is foliated by purr-fect slivers of shiny jet black hair with the optimal length and density. There is nothing hirsute about it, absolutely not.
The glistering slit along the middle of the lower corner gave no hint of unsightly folds of protruding labia. Hers were immaculately layered inside. Upon closer inspection, they were of a very healthy pinkish tint. They looked appetising enough to eat though I am rarely into this fetish, especially on WLs.
Arms behind her back, she pirouetted around, undoing her black lacy bra in a deft seamless synchronised flourish.

By the golly moons of Jupiter! Her fully exposed mounds were the sweetest dreams come true. Her skimpy bikini top back at the Cheetah had hinted as much, but still I was momentarily staggered by the awesome spectacle. Though small by my fanatical jugs measurement, the unblemished creamy spheres fitted in so harmoniously with the rest of her body. Mother nature surely knows her craft well and before my widened saucer eyes stood one of her immaculately sculpted masterpieces. The angle and camber of every single curve seemed to have been carefully mapped out.
From the twin domed hillocks with their cherry pinnacles and the concave sweep of the narrow valley between them; through the vast plateau of her fat-free stomach with the delightful indent of her navel in the middle; to the wondrous landscaped oasis with its dewy designer well at the converging top of her velvety thighs, the architects of her genome had immaculately planned every nook and cranny of her flowing terrain down to the very last detail.
And as evidenced by her much-fairer-than-the-average-Filipina skin, the Siamese half of her blood had obviously won the battle of the pigment..
I was completely bowled over by this object-de-art and stayed rooted on the edge of the bed, my totem pole jutting conspicuously through the thin satin of my Pierre Cardin briefs. She stepped forward, knelt down and nuzzled her face over the root cause of my discomfiture.

My already totally engorged truncheon extended another impossible inch. She was tracing the long ridge in the textile with her pursed lips, cooing barely audibly as her slightly parted lips and flaring nose skimmed over my still underwear enclosed prick.
I felt a minute creeping flow along my urethra and became aware that droplets of pre-cum had congregated at my pee hole. If her machinations were allowed to carry on to its logical conclusion, my undies would soon be inundated with gooey white fluid. I must put a stop to the impending deluge. Time to cool it.

I gently but firmly lifted her to her feet, against her token half-hearted protestations. Hmmm, the siren is playing her game but I intend to choreograph the match my way. I told her that we would have to shower first, at least to wash away my day’s accumulation of grime and dirt
As I rose slowly up in front of her, I could not resist the temptation to flick out my tongue when faced with her twin hillocks. My hands encircled her firm roundness as I licked her sweat-coated bosom. The sweet saltiness aroused my taste buds and I literally painted her entire chest; even right down to her navel.
As the Thai Airways slogan aptly put it…“smooth as silk”. Indeed.
I finished off by chomping on her pink cherries, ringed by a lighter shade that are her areolas.

She led me to the bathroom where she removed our last stitch of clothing; my underwear. Both fully naked, we luxuriated in the warmth of the heated streaming water. We soaped each other thoroughly, me spending an inordinately long time lathering her globular treasures. In turn, she scrubbed my groin area in general and my knobby shaft in particular with the dedication of the biblical Job himself.
Wholly invigorated by the refreshing shower, we horsed around on the bed, making a big mess of the sheets and pillows. Like a couple of children let loose in the playground, we grappled, rolled and entangled ourselves, squealing and giggling as only the perennial kids in us could do…in the privacy of each other’s company.

Spent, we laid down to catch our breaths. The aircon was on at full blast and a few minutes later we were shivering. We turned down the thermostat to a mid level and went under the sheets, arms around each other in a tight hugging embrace. Later, when sufficiently warmed to a comfortable temperature by our body heat, we disengaged. I was still in the supine position and she laid by my side, head on my chest, fingers of one hand playfully drawing imaginary pictures all over my body. I am not squeamish and does not tickles easily but after five minutes of fluttering fingertips and lightly scratching nails, my muscles were bunched up and wild currents of tingling sensations were starting to numb my nerves. I wiggled about, trying to escape from the torture of her dancing digits. She laughed haughtily and ceased her fingering, sparing me from the joys of further suffering at her merciless hand.


to be continued..........

phenom
11-12-2003, 05:12 PM
Smiler!!
The second chapter of my FR is up and the third is cummming.
Where is yours?????

VinnieColaiuta
11-12-2003, 05:59 PM
Originally posted by phenom
Smiler!!
The second chapter of my FR is up and the third is cummming.
Where is yours?????


Hmmm... Guess smiler's bz with his romp to write his????

blacknight6
17-12-2003, 11:03 PM
Great FR Phenom. Next time you are in Balibago, please say hi to Myra for me. Tell her I used to buy Wrigley's and chiclet (pardon the spelling) from her back in the 80's at Hobo's and flowers circa late 80's to give to my honeycomb, Beth from Greendoor. Hope she still remembers me.
Too bad she gave up the opportunity to join her dad states-side. She prefers to stick by her mum.

phenom
17-12-2003, 11:15 PM
Originally posted by blacknight6
Great FR Phenom. Next time you are in Balibago, please say hi to Myra for me. Tell her I used to buy Wrigley's and chiclet (pardon the spelling) from her back in the 80's at Hobo's and flowers circa late 80's to give to my honeycomb, Beth from Greendoor. Hope she still remembers me.
Too bad she gave up the opportunity to join her dad states-side. She prefers to stick by her mum.

I had always said hi to her on behalf of everybody she knows.:D

She told me that once in a long while someone she knew before would turn up, but I am the only one who kept popping up all over ther years even though my longest interval was about 13 years. I'll be going over again in February. Whio shall I say send his personal regards this time? hehe.

She's not into the material life. Her mum is the most important entity to her. Nothing else would matter. She is happy about life in Balibago...its the only one she had lived, as she remarked to me.

Chapter 3 of my FR comming up in a under an hour. Stay tuned for the juicy details. kekeke

phenom
18-12-2003, 12:28 AM
..........continuation.


Time to get serious.
She turned me into a prone position and proceeded to give me a good rubdown, starting from the shoulders. She kneaded my back muscles, continuing to my buttocks and down my thighs all the way to my feet.. Finished, she moved on to both my arms, cracking my fingers in succession and finally tuned me back to my earlier position. She clambered over me and sat on my chest, massaging my forehead and temples. I gave in to her gentle application of pressure and drifted to a blissful semi-conscious state, half in and half out of dreamland.

Then comes the sensual treatment. She slid herself down my body and proceeded to give me another bath…with her lips and tongue. Lying flat on top of me and whispering sweet nothings, she breathed hotly into an ear and nibbled the lobe with her sharp teeth. The wet tongue then lashed out, painting one ear completely and trailing down to my neck, round it and up to the other ear. After again biting softly on the cartilaged flap, she moved southwards to my chest.

I fastened my mental seat belt and steeled myself for a rocket ride into a sub-orbital trajectory. The mouth, teeth, lips and tongue worked alternately in unison and independently on my nerve-wrecked body. They sucked, blew, bit, nibbled, licked, laved and lapped all over. My nipples, navel, knees, toes, thighs, arms and fingers – in no particular order, were not spared. Fifteen minutes later, I was a stunned, shivering, whimpering and helpless mass of flesh and bones. There isn’t a single once of energy left in every fibre of 65 kg frame. I was totally drained, sapped of all life force.
But she had left the best for the last. Seeing me in that nerveless state, she once again drew up to lie beside me, resting her head on my shoulder letting me have my much needed respite.

Not for long. In five minutes, she was up, or rather, down to my nether region. Positioning herself between my legs, on her knees, she bent her head and started on the insides of my thighs, tongue lashing furiously towards my scrotum. She raised my knees, bending them so that my buttock were slightly elevated. She zoomed in on my backdoor, rimming the puckered orifice, the tip of her tongue stiffened to probe a little tentatively into the anus. She did not really try to make a forced entry, being content to let the rough surface stab and stroke repeatedly at the closed channel and its near surroundings.
Her mouth then moved up a little, lips brushing the underside of my balls. She devoured first one then the other marble, sucking each in deeply as her tongue inside explored the ribbed surface.

Groans and moans escaped my lips. She looked up into my eyes, smiled seductively and resumed her oral activities. Holding my towering skyscraper perpendicularly, she stuck out her tongue and began to brush the shaft. Up and down, round and round, she licked and lapped, interspersing with her nibbling teeth and smooching lips.
Despite her apparent abandon at dishing out the ultimate oral stimulation, she was still a little inhibited, stopping short of my knobbed tip. Except for the head, my stick and balls were completely flooded with her saliva. I wondered whether she will gobble the dick. Will she take it into her mouth or was that all she would give? Was she a cock-tease, leaving me high and dry after leading me to the precipice? Will she bring me over the edge?I decided not to rush her. Leave her be and see what would happen.

She got up and walked to her handbag. Reaching in, she took out a condom and headed back to me.
“For safety”. She smiled. Oh, well. It doesn’t matter that much though I would have preferred she sucked me raw. Sheathing me, she continued with her bj. Soon, her mouth opened over my mushroom head which quickly disappeared between her clamping lips. Her head bobbed on the stalk as her fingers manipulated my balls. Rubber or no rubber, I’m in paradise.

Sensing that I was by then more than ready, she stopped the blowjob and moved her pussy over to my searing hot pagoda. She guided the roof to the entrance of her love nest. I could see the dampness as she rubbed the purpled head along her reddened slit. I thrust upward to spear my weapon cleanly into her moist tunnel.
“Ooh, uhh!” She cried out softly. I paused immediately at my three-quarter mark and lowered my ass onto the bed. Slowly, she moved down and then up again. We were on our way.
We thrust against each other, grinding gently, smoothing her passage for my eventual full penetration. I stabbed deeper and deeper with every reciprocating movement. She was moaning barely audibly now. I put both my hands up and fondle her breasts, rubbing and kneading rhythmically, in tune with our pumping action.

She was tiring, tiny beads of perspiration forming on her upper lips. I signaled her to change over and she dutifully complied, lying flat down on her back, legs fully spread out. On my hands and knees, I began to drill into her. After a few orchestrated strokes, I plunged in all the way to the hilt.
“Arghh” I caught her by surprise but she immediately recovered her equilibrium and banged right back at me. We varied the tempo, screwing leisurely at certain times and hammering heavily away at others. Every now and then when the pace slackened, I would paw her tits with one hand or the other.

We were at it for quite a while, and a change in position was due. I got her on her hands and knees to enter her doggie styled. Hands cupping the hanging perfect cones, I powered deeply into the oozing abyss of her inflamed vagina.
There is would no turning back now. The urgency in our thrusts had been increasing. Soon there will be a total release. She wriggled her tail, straining to swallow up even more of my already well sunken piston.

We would not be able to hold out for much longer. Tired, her knees gave way and she dropped down flat. I followed suit. In this position, I was not able to go in as deeply. I flipped her over, pushed in my tool and lie down on her, thumping away for all it was worth. Her legs gripped me tightly and her arms snaked around my back, nails biting painfully into my unprotected flesh. I clamped my mouth limpet-like onto hers, tongues warring, drinking in each other’s oral fluid.
Our breathing became laboured, eyes dilated, nerves on edge. She arched her back, milking every last millimetre of my exploding warhead. I withdrew back till only the tip was still enveloped by her labia and readied myself for the final launch.
Five…four…three…two…one…….IGNITION!

Houston, we have lift lift-off. <click>


to be continued..........

phenom
21-12-2003, 08:52 PM
Ok, I'm now starting on chapter four of my saga on Starr. Shiok to relive those luscious moments all over again. Its been almost two months but memories are still fresh though I have to really concentrate to transport my mind to the events of the day for the minute details. I should be posting it in the next few days if not sooner.
Then its on to what I think should be the concluding chapter which I can only embark upon probably after the new year holidays.
I am starting to miss her now, probably because of my fond recollections of our sexciting romps when typing out the account on my keyboard.
Right now, if I could, I would have loved to get onto the next flight but I know its just a passing fancy. I am never one to truly stick onto a wild flower, however good she might be. Yes, Starr had been one of more more memorable bonks in recent times and it would be great fun to be with her once more but even if I were not to see again, it doesn't matter.
That being said, I am now planning to go over to Manila soon and of course that would include my side trip to Balibago. My schedule seemed full for the next two months and the earliest I could free myself for that will be the last week of February. So, whether or not I will see Starr again (preferably yes), it will be on to the booze and boobs sextown one more time.

Starr-crossed
phenom

phenom
23-12-2003, 02:33 PM
..........continuation.

It was way past 2 am when the consummation of our coital union arced pass its zenith. We were both shacked and lacked even the energy for another shower. I peeled off my cum-filled parachute, wiped my flaccid member with tissue, killed off the lights and put my arms round the already drowsy Starr. She shifted her body and snuggled closer, with her back against my frontal, spoon-like. I repositioned one arm under her neck and draped the other over her side, both hands bent to cup her pliant mammaries.
And so we drifted off into the never-never-land of blissful slumber.

I woke up in the midst of a pleasant dream. I was strolling along a deserted beach with Starr, an arm around her waist and the hand of the other fondling one of her sweet firm tits. We were stark naked. My third leg gradually rose up to be perpendicular with the ground. Starr reached over to grasp my stalk, stroking it tenderly……
That was what she was up to. My eyes opened to see her sitting beside me, one hand gently pumping my now erect phallus. Mmmmmm, what better way to start the morning. She winked at me and turned to address my little brother. “Good morning, tilac”. (that’s how she spelt and pronounced tirak, Thai for darling). And promptly planted a whopper of a kiss on the side of the shiny head. I went ballistic. “Wow, sanuk luay” (shiok, ah) I half shrieked.

I sprang up to gather her in my arms and held her in a constricting embrace.
“Let’s go and wash up”. She ordered me.
“Sure”. I grinned.
Scooping her up, I staggered the dozen steps to the bathroom. We brushed our teeth and took a quick shower. We dried each other up and I was wondering if we could grab a bite before playing our game again.
“Are you hungry? Breakfast is being served now.”
“Yes, I’m starved.” She giggled mischievously, reaching for my semi-erect column. “I want to eat your hotdog”.
Holy Toledo!!! All the blood in my big head gushed forth to swarm my little one and it immediately sprang to full attention.

We were standing by the bedside and turning me to face her directly, she sat on the edge. My bald headed monk was pointing straight at her face. She clutched the base in one hand, and looking up into my eye, flicked out her tongue to tease the little slit. Without giving me a chance to respond, she ringed her lips round the shiny dome and sucked hungrily. Whaaat???

She had been so careful not to let her mouth come into bare contact with the tiny orifice only a few hours ago. But I was not about to question her. I tried to calm down my pounding heart by picturing the serene sea and the swooping gulls in the distance. It worked; to a certain extend. I was still excited at the sight of her sunken cheeks as she tried to vacuum my fiery sword deep into her throat, but at least I was sure that I would not shoot my load prematurely. She gagged as the tip scrapped her tonsils. Withdrawing the weapon, she pointed it upwards and proceeded to lick the underside.

Sticking out her tongue as far as it could extend, she lapped right from the root to over the tip and down the other side of the shaft. She repeated the maneuver a few times and then proceeded to lick in a spiral from the base to the tip and back again, her dyed blonde head rotating round my concrete column.
Finally, her mouth opened once more and she slowly swallowed my pulsating phallus again. This time, she did not take it in completely, letting the tip stop at the entrance of her throat before withdrawing till almost to her teeth. Her head bobbed on my stalk, saliva streaming in rivulets, like strings of pearls, down the corners of her mouth.

I was catapulted to the seventh heaven and beyond.
I was sling shot from the gravitational pull of the Sun to venture pass the ninth and outermost planet of the Solar System.
I was sucked across the Event Horizon into the Black Hole of sensual delight.

Forget about Sirius.
Forget about Alpha Centauri.
In fact, forget about all the other luminous heavenly bodies in the Milky Way.
This STARR could suck.

If I were much younger or if I had not been so thoroughly drained by our explosive supernova of a climax barely a few hours earlier, no amount of superhuman self-restrain would have prevented another gush of gooey white stuff. Even then I had a hard time holding myself together. My legs had turned to jelly. My head was spinning. My breath came in spurts. I had to lie down before I collapse.
But she would not let go. I told her I had to go onto the bed. She reluctantly ceased her mouth movements but still clamped her lips firmly around the hardened shaft. Agonisingly, holding her cock-stuffed head in both my hands, I gingerly slid down and steered my body to the welcoming comfort of the soft mattress.

It was not easy but we finally made it to where I wanted: on my back with Starr kneeling beside, mouth enveloping my aching schlong. She closed one hand on the base, lips resting on the top of her curled thumb and forefinger. She did not move her mouth anymore, letting her tongue do the work of torturing me. Her snaking striated muscle swirled maddening round and round the little spheroid crown, occasionally pausing to titillate my pee hole with the pointed tip. She then shifted to between my legs for better eye contact and continued with the fellatio.

She had been blowing for a long time now, maybe fifteen minutes. I had not kept count and I would have lost it even if I did. All I knew at that point was I had to call for a time out if I did not want my cum to be splattered all over her grinning face.
She needed to rest her tired mouth too. I reached to draw her up to me. She did not resist this time round.
I hugged her tight, enjoying the feel of close contact with her flawless body. Our mouths met in a slow melting kiss, tongues sparring playfully, saliva intermingling into a common stream that traversed back and forth in our oral cavities.

My hand stretched out to the side table and picked up the condom of which I had taken out from her handbag earlier. I slipped on the thin membrane and zeroed in upon her reverse spread-eagled form.
She guided my manhood to the entrance of her moist passage, rubbed my shielded purpled head till her pussy became even wetter and then pushed upwards to devour my fiery sabre till almost to the hilt.
No more variations in positions this time and no high octane pile driving. We made slow sensual love the missionary way. I just lied flat on top of her supine body, gently rocking in and out, pushing in deeply and savouring the pulsating muscles of her vaginal walls. She wrapped her arms and legs around my body bolster-like, eyes closed, mind partaking in the leisurely stimulation of the carnal senses.

We were floating on cloud nine, sublimely enveloped in the due process of bringing about an unhurried eventual conclusion to our deliberate lovemaking.
When our floodgates were finally released, the waves sluiced powerfully but gradationally by. In the manner of tsunamis, the ridges of pleasure crested our consciousness till the last breaker beached itself.. We let the ebbing tide run its natural course, then uncoupled ourselves and fell away thoroughly gratified.


to be continued..........

smiler
02-01-2004, 02:00 PM
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!..............EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! ..................BRAVO!!!!!!!!!

Continue leh...........mine should be coming out soon.............too long no log in to SB liao if you din inform me of this FR...........hahahaha

Well Phenom, since you wrote yours, I will fulfilled mine.........;)

phenom
03-01-2004, 03:22 AM
Originally posted by smiler
WOW!!!!!!!!!!!!!..............EXCELLENT!!!!!!!!!!! ..................BRAVO!!!!!!!!!

Continue leh...........mine should be coming out soon.............too long no log in to SB liao if you din inform me of this FR...........hahahaha

Well Phenom, since you wrote yours, I will fulfilled mine.........

In good time. I am putting the finishing touches to the final part; chapter 5.
Problem is it got longer and longer with no end yet in sight, just when I thought I had it all wrapped up ....hmmmmm, I might consider splitting up, post whatever I have and do a final final chapter 6. Then again, maybe not cos it should not be a neverending story. :(

As for yours, I AM WAITING!!!

phenom
04-01-2004, 11:19 AM
..........continuation.

We took our breakfast, or rather it should rightly be brunch, at way past 11am. As it was a Sunday, Starr would be going for her regular Hash House Harriers run in the mid-afternoon. I declined her invitation to join her fellow runners as her guest. After two volcanic eruptions, of which one was a spurt of atomic chain reaction proportions and the other mightily prolonged, I was in no condition for further physical exertions.
There being still a couple of hours to kill before she would set off to her rendezvous, we returned to my room after filling our stomachs. We had decided to just take a nap, so we undressed only down to our undergarments and snuggled down to some small talk before drifting off once again to slumberland.

We later left the hotel together and after she went off on a trike to meet up with her fellow Harriers, I set about doing the little mundane tasks like going to the hairdresser and shopping for trivial knick knacks. These will keep me occupied till sundown when I would start my revelry once again. I will then go into my routine of bar hoping; boozing till the late evening before I barfine a chix for the night. Starr had tacitly expected that I would visit her at her work place later on and summarily re-barfine her and it looks like we were likely be together again, unless; heheheh………..

Being the butterfly that I was and ever will be, I knew deep down that should I be besotted with a melons at one of the joints I’ll be flitting in and out of, I would not go on to see Starr that night.
Maybe she could sense that or more likely, she had wanted to be with me again. Who knows? At 6.45pm(I still have ALL her msg, kekeke), she sms me to enquire my whereabouts. I replied that I was drinking in one of the bars.
Her next msg made up my mind for me: “Tilac cha, I don’t want to go to work. Let’s have a quiet nite in your room, ok?”
Can I say no to that? Of course not.
It turned out that she was still at home though she should have reported to her bar by 6pm. We arranged to meet again at my room at 9pm. So what else do I do? Boozing and drinking in eye candies, that’s what I did till it was time to get back to my hotel.

She turned up shortly after the appointed time, resplendent in a long slinky black gown with a plunging V neckline, half her creamy cutie moons peeking out.
Wow whee whee!
The room felt suddenly too hot and suffocating as my manhood acknowledged her enchanting sexiness.
How could I have the temerity to entertain the thoughts of fishing for other untested game when I have right before me a proven siren of the utmost desirability?

I guess I will never change. I will persist in my quest for the juiciest melons as I continue with the rest of my Journey of Life. But for now, Starr is all that a man can long for. She was brought upon this world for one purpose and one purpose only; to pleasure a man, to bring him to the uppermost stratum of orgasmic abandonment, to boldly take him where man has rarely gone before.
Those were the thoughts that coursed through my mind as I stood mesmerised by her strikingly enticing form and demeanor.
“Hey, are you going to just keep standing here?” I was brought back down to terra firma by her sweet voice piercing through the clouds of my daydream (though it was already well into the night).
“Oh, I was lost in deep thought.” I offered as I moved aside to let her through the doorway.
“I can easily see that.” She laughed cheekily.

Closing the door behind her, she draped her arms over my shoulders and locked her lips over mine in a long
drawn out kiss that was broken off only when we ran out of breath.
“Do you miss me?”. She cooed.
“Uh huh!” I mumbled, still struggling to catch my oxygen.
Its been barely six hours since we parted and she seemed to be coming on very strongly, not that I was complaining.

“What are we going to do?” I asked innocently.
She just winked at me and pirouetted merrily across the space to the bedside table.
“Well, first we ar-no (Tagalog for what and sometimes used as an euphemism for f**k) and then we go out and have supper.” She teased as she laid down her matching miniature valise on the side table.
From her bag she took out a flimsy gossamer-thin pink nightie and held it out. “You like it?”
“Very sexy” I remarked dryly, trying to clear the growing lump in my throat.

I was wearing only my shorts and my superheated rod was straining to burst out of its confines.
“Unzip me pleeeeease.” Starr turned her back, head cranked to look me squarely in the eye, long dark lashes fluttering.
Unzip? I practically ripped off the two rows of interlocking tabs.
“Slowly tilac, we have plenty of time.” She reminded pointedly.
I took a few deep breaths and helped her out of her gown. She was braless as I had first observed when she was at the door. She slipped on her short sheath of a nightie, leaving on her black G-string.

As both of us already had our shower; she at home and me just minutes ago, we got onto the bed and cuddled up comfortably. We had no need for words now, contend in the deliberate exploration of each other’s body.
We used all our appendages and mouths, interlocking, stroking, fingering, necking, nosing, squeezing, pinching, whatever.
Gradually we embarked on the road to our sexual nirvana.
Touch here, touch there. Feel here, feel there. Our hands finally landed on each other’s aroused genitals.
In unison, we hooked our digits over the elastic waistbands and inched our undergarments as far as they would go; which means not very far. I brought up a foot, pinched a part of her G-string between my big and fore toe, and thrust down wards. All clear.
She did the same with my Espirit briefs.

Tenderly, she stroked my stiff flagpole while my fingers were busy with her honey nest.
I played along the moist slit, occasionally jabbing into her secret tunnel. Before long, she was dripping wet and on my side, I felt my pre-cum welling up too.
She sat up to take off her skimpy night dress and then moved over to lie down between my legs.
Looking me straight into the eyes, she parted her lips ever so perceptibly to reveal the tip of her tongue.
As it slowly emerged out of her delectable mouth, she leaned her head towards my simmering hotrod which she now grasped firmly in one hand. The tongue came to rest on the tip of my prick, mopping up the glistering droplets that had gathered on the tiny opening. A shudder of pure intense pleasure traveled through my spine.

She smacked her lips loudly, exclaimed “Aroi dee!” (delicious), and then fastened her mouth limpet-like upon the knob, tongue swirling maddeningly around inside.
I shot through the roof.
Damn it, the slut is giving me the torture treatment again. Can I survive her dark evil?
I do not wish to. If this is hell, I would gladly go through all its 18 levels. Those were my mangled musings in those eternal seconds of electrifying stimulation.


to be continued...............

note: I had originally intended this to be my concluding chapter but somehow the pleasure of reliving those precious minutes and seconds goaded my mind to recall the little details and the words just came flooding out. As chapter 5 will balloon past the maximum 10,000 chracters allowed for every post in the forum, I am splitting it at what I think will be the halfway point and post it first. I will continue with the rest of the remainder when I come back after my Indo trip in two weeks' time and post the final instalment.

phenom
10-02-2004, 06:38 PM
It's been something like three and a half months since I had Starr and I might be seeing her again in the next few days. I'll be looking forward to that though I am at this point still not too sure whether I will do her again.
I am torn between my lust for her and a even greater yearning for more as-yet-untouched-by-me melons. Let's see how it will turn up.
Subject to my client's final confirmation on Friday, I'll be heading for Balibago again this Saturday.....but before I leave, I'll post the final(?) instalment of Starr FR - most likely on Friday after I got back from KL.

Freestyler69
12-02-2004, 05:41 PM
glad to know you enjoyed your trip.. the last time I went there for 3 days in Dec 2003, i didn't like it..

i think's it's pretty cheap in prices but the place is sucks..it's dirty and small and pretty nothing else to do except fucking...

Hatyai is almost 10-13 times bigger and cleaner, safer and more activities IMHO...

I might visit balibagao again if... i'm stuck in PHIL , i mean in compared to Manila, yes, Balibagao is definately the place to go cos it's much cheaper and relaxed there compared to MNL's crazy traffic. But the MNl gals are of cos of much better quality.

Have fun

phenom
13-02-2004, 10:27 PM
Hahahahaha.
The delights of Balibago is an acquired taste; especially for those acustomed to the relative glitz and plomp of capital cities.
I have good and justifiable reasons for calling Balibago a sextown - as you aptly put it, it's a place for the pleasure of coition. I do nothing there except to booze and screw.
Yes, Manila chix are of a higher quality in terms of outward looks....but Balibago broads beat them hands down regarding inner beauty. Plus the fact that prices are generaqlly about a third that of the capital...what's the complaint? :D
When in Balibago, immerse yourself in its carnal pleasures. Take the sextown as just that. Let go and you will enjoy it as much as, or even more than me.

Anyway, I'll be there again this weekend and the next.
Meanwhile before I set off, I will post the final(?) instalment of my -l o n g- FR on the delectable Starr.

phenom
13-02-2004, 10:35 PM
..........continuation.

Her whole tongue had gotten to work, wetly licking the entire overheated chimney every which way but loose. She moved onto my balls, slurping noisily. Her sharp teeth nibbled teasingly on the loose folds of my scrotum, then progressed to my shaft gently biting every square millimetre of it.
She began to rub her thighs together, little moans escaping her throat audibly. I beckoned to her to shift her pelvis over to my side, intending to return her favour by fingering her by now inflamed vagina.

Her pussy was positioned obliquely above my field of vision, knees straddling the sides of my body. I reached up to fondle the silky full moons of her pointed ass. My fingers explored her oasis, parting the pinkish folds to reveal her by now dripping well. I slipped in my index finger and then the middle one to twiddle her clitoris. The two digits bored in, twisting along her tunnel as far as they would go, then withdraw and repeat the action over and over again. She shuddered violently, let out a holler and plonked her bottom right down on my face. I was taken aback momentarily as my tongue unexpectedly caught a taste of her love juice.
She gave me no chance to push her away, pressing her bum forcibly against my face, rubbing her inflamed pearly gate along my nose.
“Eat me, tilac.” She begged gagingly, her mouth still stuffed with my cock.
Hmmm, I hesitated but it seemed that I had no choice but to contemplate stimulating her orally.
“Tilac, pleeeeeeeeeeas……..” She whined barely audibly as her doubled up on her cocksucking labour of love.

What the heck! There’s simply no escape. Her fantastic job in blowing both my flesh and mind deserved at least a modest reciprocation. And she smelled quite nice anyway.
I am no tongue artist but nevertheless I set myself to the task at hand. First I nuzzled my nose at the entrance, inhaling her mushy sweetness. As she moaned contentedly, I flicked my stiffened tongue around the puckered rim of her backdoor, working eventually to her lush undergrowth. My lower face and chin was smeared with her stickiness. I wiped my hands over them and also her free-flowing twat, leaving it with just a tinge of wetness...for the time being.

“Oh yes, lick my pussy. Lick it….mmmmm.” She moaned loudly, taking a much needed breather before plunging headlong once again to hungrily devour my bursting manhood. My fingers spread open her slit and my tongue lapped at the insides of her fold methodically. I then stabbed purposefully into her dark recesses, elliciting an extended agonising groan from her tortured throat.
“Arrrrrh! Don’t stop, tilac! Ooooooh!” She exclaimed, thrusting and thrashing her bottom uncontrollably against my suffocating face. “Oh, yeahhhhh!” All this while sucking mightily on my phallic column.
I continued with my painting and jabbing till a warm rush coursed through her palpitating body and she collapsed, totally spent.
I need to cool down as well to prevent shooting off into her mouth. I was that close.
We lied in that 69 position for a few minutes, she to recover her equilibrium and me to regain my control.

“I want you inside me now.” She cooed, turning around to squat over my still very hard and engorged member. I reached over to rummage her bag for a rubber but she stopped me.
“No darrrlinggg, I want your cock….raw.” She pouted wantonly.
“But…but…” I stuttered.
“Its ok, tilac. I want you to enjoy it more.”
Goddamn it. This is dangerous territory. I don’t do this often with “wild flowers”. (err well, actually the last few times were not too long ago; with my extraordinary “dragon pearl” China mei mei barely two months before.) When I first begin to screw Starr hardly 20 hours ago, I was slightly disappointed by her use of the cap for the blowjob. And now she is practically begging me to fuck her RAW

I have had no qualms in having a WL or FL perform a bbbj, in fact I very much preferred it over the safe but inhibiting barrier of the latex. The raw feeling of that mass of interwoven striated muscle gliding over my sensitive crown and the hot suckling mouth along my entire veined length had always been the penultimate pinnacle of my carnal cravings….but submerging my fully exposed fiery dragon into the nether regions of the unknown potential hotbed cauldron of STD bugs and other lethal nasties borders on the verge of reckless suicidal action.

I will not do it….
I will not do….
I will not…
Oh heck, I WILL!!!
I had lost my very own battle. Lust had prevailed over reason.

The last vestige of my defenses were torn to smithereens by Starr’s unbearably persuasive hands and pussy lips as she tenderly fondled my uncontrollable stallion and nuzzled the hungry head against the slimy entrance to her tunnel of pleasure. The tip had all but disappeared into her pearly gate and I had to all intends and purposes already penetrated her when I finally threw caution to the wind and gave in to my by now uncontrolled lust.
As she lowered her hovering twat, I lifted my ass upwards, my lance spearing cleanly into her furnace till our pubic hairs merged. It was absolutely fantastically satisfying. The raw feeling of my exposed meat pummeling her well-lubricated conduit elicited crescending waves of unbridled pleasure through my delirious mind. There is nothing like bare contact between the male and female genitals. It is the ultimate in carnal fulfillment, especially when the chemistry of the two copulating animals are so intrinsically complementary. Sparks flew furiously between both our physical bodies and subliminal consciousness. We gave and received from each other with pure abandonment. No power on the planet could stop us now from attaining our mutual final eruption. She was riding me like it was Armageddon and I was reciprocating as if Judgment Day would soon be upon us. We were both sweating like pigs and our breathings were heavily labored. It wouldn’t be long now. Mount Pinatubo was primed to erupt. A few more mighty thrusts and the hot lava gushed forth unabated.

Oh shit!!!
In the heat of all that unrestrained lust and passion, I had inadvertently shot my boiling load deep into her simmering passage. As my seeds spewed into the inner recesses of her forbidden chamber, she arched her lithe body, let out a shrill scream and collapsed upon my supine body. I felt her warm rush coursing from my cockhead, along the length of my just satiated manhood, bathing the whole schlong in her burning free-flowing love juice.
Regret or otherwise, what had been done had been done. We basked in the untold pleasures of our genitals surrounding and being surrounded by the cocktail of our coital secretions. Her cunt muscles were still pulsating; its contracting motion wetly massaging my still stiff phallus. I continued to keep my spent warrior inside her, luxuriating in the heavenly feelings.

There we lain, her whole energy-depleted form on top of me, her face nuzzling mine, our lips smooching gently. When we finally recovered some semblance of our equilibrium after an interminable eternity, she rolled off and laid beside me. Hands clasped, we turned our heads sideways to face each other. No words passed between us; we just gazed contentedly into one another’s eyes and eventually dozed off into starry nothingness……….

The end…that can be. ;)

Love888
13-02-2004, 11:55 PM
Wish you good luck in your new mission again

Hope you come back for more FR.

Happy Bonking Regards Love888

phenom
22-02-2004, 10:33 PM
I just got back home from Balibago a few hours ago but as I have to go on to Indo for 3 weeks on an early morning flight tomorrow, my FRs wouldn't be so soon in cumming.
Briefly, on the weekend of 14th/15th, I got a monstrous melons and for the past 2 nites I was with my precious Starr......am still not recovered yet from her stupendous ministrations. My oh my, what a sexitifing weekend. :D

phenom
14-03-2004, 02:38 AM
I am finally back home from Indo and will now post the first part of my FR on my two weekends in Balibago last month.

phenom
14-03-2004, 02:59 AM
My most recent trip to Balibago was confirmed only on Friday the thirteenth; and the very next day on Valentine’s Day, I hopped on an early morning flight to Manila and thereon to my final destination.
The road journey up north was uneventful and I arrived before sunset.
It had been three and a half months since Starr and I parted but despite the excitement of my anticipation of hugging her curvy body once again, the call of melons hunting was too strong. So it was that I made no attempt to contact her, opting to do my usual leisurely rounds of bar-hopping.

Half a dozen joints and three hours later I sauntered into Champagne; one of the more attractive watering holes in terms of number of chix per square foot of dance platform. The Valentine party was in full swing and the dancers were in the midst of a changeover. Fifty to sixty of them were crowded into a strip barely four feet wide by twenty feet long. As I plunked myself down on a seat opposite the elongated stage, I glanced sideways into the far end of the bar.

I did a double take!!
By Jupiter!!!
Monster melons!!!!

Her skimpy bikini top could hardly hold those gravity-defying cantaloupes. The sudden sighting of those stunningly gigantic globes were more efficacious and instantaneous than Viagra!
I got hard faster than a Ferrari could burn up asphalt. I was all aroused and ready to barfine her there and then but sadly for me she seemed spoken for. She was drinking and making merry with a couple of middle-aged buayas.

Oh well, I’ll just sit back and enjoy the sight of those bouncing planet sized mammary sacs.
Before long, she went off to the changing room and re-emerged minutes later in a kinky black bodice that strained to support and contain her twin soaring mountains. If not for the two slim elastic spaghetti straps holding that lacy number, her substantial assets would have flowed out unchecked long ago.

“Next, we have Maggi to enchant you horny guys with her high-energy, eye-popping solo dance.” Boomed the MC.
Maggi was not young – about thirtyish – and not really slim either but her moves belied her age and relative bulk. For fifteen minutes her pirouettes, splits, leaps and clambers up the vertical poles could put to shame gymnast wannabes half her age and three quarters her weight.
She teased and enticed. She spinned and performed her swings. Those wonderful boobies were a heart-attack-inducing sight to behold. When finally her show was over, she was bestowed with rapturous rounds of applause and piercing cat whistles.

I spoke to the mamasan and found out that the guy she was with had barfined her for the last couple of nites and would likely do so again. What a letdown, but then there will always be another time.
I finished my cerveza and went out to a roadside stall for my favourite slab of charcoal grilled belly pork. There I sms Starr to wish her a happy Valentine and inquire her whereabouts. But no reply from her even after my dinner. I tried to get her on her cellular line but there was no connection!
What else to do but head for workplace; the Cheetah. I ordered my drink and looked around.

No Starr!!
I inquired from a waitress and was told that she took off for a few days to go surfing in La Union province with a regular customer.
Ok, time for another round of bar-hopping. By midnight I found myself being drawn towards Champagne once again. I went in hoping that maybe, just maybe, Maggi would be available. But it was in vain. She was already brought out.
No problem. I had earlier spied two pretty young nubile sub-melons and also a slightly fleshy melons.

Targets numbers two and three; the attractive and bodacious late teens were nowhere to be seen; probably been barfined too. However, the melons saw me and came over to chit chat. She and some other girls had earlier giggled at me when I was unabashedly ogling at Maggi with wide saucer eyes and awning drop-jawed mouth.
The melons was still young; only twenty-one and her name is Celeste. She looked friendly and before long I had decided that there being no better choice (in Champagne, and I was too jaded to search out other places at that late hour) I would take Celeste for the night if she showed more inkling towards me.
After chatting for a while, she asked smilingly if she could sit beside me. That was the opening I was waiting for. I nodded and no sooner had her bum hit the seat beside me that I uttered; “How about going to my hotel?”

She was momentarily taken aback by my sudden proposition.
“S-s-sure”, she stuttered.
She later told me that she had weighed me as a potential target for barfining her but was apprehensive as her melons though hefty enough by most standards were nowhere close to the colossus of Maggi’s. that she had seen me so enamored with.

Celeste as expected turned out to be a satisfactory lay. The catbath, the bbbj and the fj were dished out matter-of-factly. Neither passion nor sizzling chemistry was in the equation but she was out to please and I basked in the culmination of plain and simple carnal fulfillment as she eventually brought me over the precipice.

That was a tasty appetizer to my entree of gargantuan cantaloupes the following night.

Love888
16-03-2004, 11:13 AM
Hello : Brother Phenom

WoW nice FR I think must join you during your next pussy hunting trip you must be the KING of Philippines

Good Luck Love 888.

phenom
16-03-2004, 11:23 AM
Originally posted by Love888
Hello : Brother Phenom

WoW nice FR I think must join you during your next pussy hunting trip you must be the KING of Philippines

Good Luck Love 888.

No, not the "King of P.I.".
Just the "Duke of Balibago". ;)

Next installment of my FR cummmin up.

phenom
16-03-2004, 01:10 PM
Even as Celeste was pleasuring me carnally, the image of Maggi’s outsized twin majestic peaks were vividly etched into my mind. Through the night in my sleep, my dreams and nightmares were of nothing but those outrageously massive orbs. Thoughts of Maggi dominated my consciousness throughout the day and I couldn’t wait till the evening when she would start work again.
I began on my bar-hopping rounds from mid-afternoon and after a quickie dinner at dusk, I headed for Champagne once again.

It was just before 7pm and the action on the dancing stage was hoting up. The mamasan spotted me and came over immediately.
“Oh, you’re early tonite”, she teased knowingly.
“Is Maggi in yet?” I asked in hopeful anticipation.
“She’s changing into her costume”, she responded with a nod and a wink.
I sat back, sipped the cerveza I had ordered, and before long Celeste stopped by for a short exchange of pleasantries.
“Good luck with Maggi”, she volunteered, “I hope you will have your wish tonite.” She then went onto the stage as it was her turn to dance.

A few more minutes of anxiety and the mamasan appeared with my boobs goddess in tow. I watched the globular mass undulating on that incredible chest as Maggi drew nearer.
“I saw you here last night”, the object of my current worship exclaimed in recognition. “You couldn’t take your eyes off my boobs. Naughty! Naughty!”
I got her a drink, she sat beside me and we partook in some inane conversation. I told her how besotted I was with her superstructure and that I must have her. Too bad, she told me she was once again booked for the night, in advance.

“How about midweek ? I’ll be free then.” She suggested.
“No can do. I’ll be going to Manila tomorrow morning.” I countered.
It’s true I’ll be back again the next weekend but as I had planned to have Starr for those two nites, it will have to be that very nite with Maggi or nothing. Eventually she agreed to be barfined by me on condition that it’s only for a short time of two hours even though I will still have to pay the full one thousand Pesos to the bar (of which she gets half).
I had no problem with that arrangement; all I lusted for is the chance to lay my hands - and both heads - on that outrageous pair of bazookas. Two hours should be sufficient for me to indulge in my mammary fetish.
As she did not wish for the other girls to know that she will be double-barfined that night, I quickly settled my bills and headed back to my hotel room nearby to wait for her.

My nerves were on edge. Soon those fabulous treasures will be mine to fondle. Like an anxious kid looking forward to some promised ice creams and candies, I could hardly keep my eager excitement under control.
Thankfully I did not have to wait for too long. Less than ten minutes after I got back, I heard approaching footsteps and sprang towards the door to open it just as she landed her first knock.
She laughed at my highly strung state: “Relax, darling. I’m here.”
She was dressed in a figure-hugging mid length skirt and contour-revealing V-necked tee that accentuated her impossibly gargantuan globes.

Closing the door, I gathered the mountainous form into my embrace, crushing her solid volcanoes against my bare chest as her arms snaked around to encircle me in return. My little brother below strained against the tight confines of my undie, screaming for release.
“Don’t be too excited. Why don't we take a shower together to cool down!” It was more of a command than a question. We undressed each other and it doesn’t help matters when her monumental assets were exposed in all its naked glory. I placed my roving hands on them, hefted their bouncy-ness and marveled at their smooth creamy texture.

Just as I had surmised from my glimpses of her cock-teasing dance routine’s peek-a-boo moments the night before, those perfect rounded oversized globes were surgically augmented. But there was absolutely no telltale physical evidence of incisions under the breasts or armpits as was the common procedure.
She laughed at my unsuccessful inspection. “You won’t find any scar. It was done through the navel.”

That was new to me. The placing of silicone bags through unsightly cuts at the base was passe. In recent times, the more common method of breast enlargement was carried out with an approximately inch long nick under the armpits through which liquid silicone was forced the short distance.
According to Maggi, her surgeons inserted a semi-rigid tube through the well of her navel all the way up and the silicone gel was then injected into the target areas. The little puncture was fully healed and in the not-too-bright room light, I was hard put to detect any trace of even a minute lesion.

Tits fondling and inspection over, we adjourned to have our shower. As we soaped each other, I naturally could not keep my hands off her giant racks - now made even smoother by the soapy film - whilst she cleaned my engorged tool thoroughly.
The cold water managed to help me keep my raging libido under check. After drying off, we made it to the bed for almost an hour of horsing around. I luxuriated in the ecstasy of mangling and hugging her Mount Everests, crushing them hard against my chest.

I was comprehensively enthralled. To me, SIZE matters the most; everything else is secondary.

All things being equal, I would have preferred my mammary playthings to be all natural but I wouldn’t mind the silicone enhanced technological marvels. Maggi’s represent the best of all parameters; the huge size, the rounded shape, the smooth texture and the exquisite succulence. That they are not one hundred percent god-given does not at all detract from my abject fascination with their sheer size and near perfection. They are the epitome of my hellish fetish for monster orbs.

She was very accommodating, letting me had free unfettered rein of indulging in the adoration and worship of her heavenly mounds. She bore an approximate resemblance to one of my dream mega melons porn queens: the legendary Crystal Storm. Making out with Maggi would be like bringing a fantasy into life. It would be a close simulacrum of screwing a titanic titties sex-goddess.

Soon it would be penetration time but in my euphoria of possessing – albeit for a mere couple of hours – such a pair of monstrosities, the eventual coital conjointment would be just an anti-climatic conclusion to a wondrous boudoir journey. The actual act of copulation itself would be perfunctory; a carrying out of a fulfilling sexual tryst to its inevitable conclusion.

Meanwhile the penultimate stage of my two hours or carnal nirvana was about to unfold. Maggi was then lying on my supine body, chest to chest. Slowly, she slithered downwards, her snaking tongue making its odyssey of dishing out pleasure; from my lips across a cheek to an ear. Her sharp teeth nibbled on the lobe, her articulated piece of striated muscle lapped all over the thinly fleshed cartilage and even dug as far in as she could into the tunnel of my auditory crevice. She did the same to the other side of my face and then trailed down my neck, over my chest, to linger briefly on my nipples.

The catbath continued onto my stomach, navel, pelvis, thigh, knee, calf, and eventually my foot. She kissed the toes one by one and worked her way back upwards on the other leg. Subsequently she zeroed onto my balls, suckling one, then the other, like lollipops into her hungry mouth. She looked into my dilated eyes and smiled sultrily as she started painting my hardened shaft with her wet velvety tongue.
Up, down and around, she licked before her lips retraced the paths all over again and again. When every single square millimeter had been covered many times over, her mouth enveloped the radome of my primed missile and descended to its base. Her head bobbed up and down leisurely, she taking care to prolong the eventual upcoming eruption of semen out of my highly stimulated Weapon of Singular Destruction (WSD).

There was another thing I craved; titfucking. I told her so and she thereupon plane-ed upwards, letting my phallus pop out of her mouth, down her chin and neck to nestle in the deep chasm of the valley between her brace of thermo-nuclear bombs which she pressed firmly against my glistering wet column. I pistoned with deliberate slowness as any hurried thrusts might trip off my by now delicate firing mechanism.

After an indeterminable while, Maggi grabbed the base of my prick, moving its angry head like a paintbrush all over her bosom. She used the tip to rub her nipples till they hardened.
I couldn’t hold out for much longer. She capped me and lowered her silo over my upturned rocket. A few urgent grinds and strokes later, I blasted off into geo-stationary orbit.

GiftonJS
16-03-2004, 01:33 PM
I did a double take!!
By Jupiter!!!
Monster melons!!!!

Her skimpy bikini top could hardly hold those gravity-defying cantaloupes. The sudden sighting of those stunningly gigantic globes were more efficacious and instantaneous than Viagra!
I got hard faster than a Ferrari could burn up asphalt. I was all aroused and ready to barfine her there and then but sadly for me she seemed spoken for. She was drinking and making merry with a couple of middle-aged buayas.

Hi Bro Phenom, wonderful FR on Starr, Maggi and many others!!! Great Thread that you started. I just only started reading the thread recently and I am amazed that there are so many wonderful Monster Melons in Balibago... A pity we share the same taste but unfortunately we are not at the same place... Keep the Great FRs coming... :D

By the way, what cup size is Maggi? Is she as big as the Monster Melons in your earlier FRs?

Thanks & Best Regards
GiftonJS

phenom
16-03-2004, 03:06 PM
Originally posted by GiftonJS

Hi Bro Phenom, wonderful FR on Starr, Maggi and many others!!! Great Thread that you started. I just only started reading the thread recently and I am amazed that there are so many wonderful Monster Melons in Balibago... A pity we share the same taste but unfortunately we are not at the same place... Keep the Great FRs coming... :D

By the way, what cup size is Maggi? Is she as big as the Monster Melons in your earlier FRs?

Thanks & Best Regards
GiftonJS

Cup? What cup??? Too miniscule lah.
A true fanatical connoisseur of gargantuan cantaloupes such as yours truly measure them only by JUGGS!!!
Anyway in terms of absolute size, Maggi's Godzillian knockers are in the same class as my all-time biggest bonks such as Marisel of Balibago; Oint of Bangkok; Poo of GL cat40; Shasha of GL chinatown; Shynta(Yogya), Iin(Yogya), Lilis(Surabaya) & a few others of Indonesia; etc.
I would say that she would rank as among the top 3 to 5 of the mightiest boobs I ever had. Oint remains the all-out size champion though Marisel is the largest in relation to her tiny frame.
Monsters melons can be had everywhere, not just Balibago. It's not easy but if you search hard enough there will be rewards. I had most of mine in Indo as I go there almost every month as opposed to about two to three time a year to the Philippines.

Nai zhai ren zhai, wu nai ren wang
phenom

GiftonJS
16-03-2004, 04:05 PM
Originally posted by phenom
Cup? What cup??? Too miniscule lah.
A true fanatical connoisseur of gargantuan cantaloupes such as yours truly measure them only by JUGGS!!!
Anyway in terms of absolute size, Maggi's Godzillian knockers are in the same class as my all-time biggest bonks such as Marisel of Balibago; Oint of Bangkok; Poo of GL cat40; Shasha of GL chinatown; Shynta(Yogya), Iin(Yogya), Lilis(Surabaya) & a few others of Indonesia; etc.
I would say that she would rank as among the top 3 to 5 of the mightiest boobs I ever had. Oint remains the all-out size champion though Marisel is the largest in relation to her tiny frame.
Monsters melons can be had everywhere, not just Balibago. It's not easy but if you search hard enough there will be rewards. I had most of mine in Indo as I go there almost every month as opposed to about two to three time a year to the Philippines.

Nai zhai ren zhai, wu nai ren wang
phenom

Haha, you are the man when it comes to MASSIVE BOOBS!!! Unfortuantely my experience pales in comparison to yours. I have not heard of Poo of GL40 (care to advise?). As for Shasha, it is a sad case, her " appearance" schedule always clashes with mine. Still trying to find a good day to find her.

Keep the FRs coming.

GiftonJS

phenom
25-03-2004, 02:10 AM
Originally posted by GiftonJS
Haha, you are the man when it comes to MASSIVE BOOBS!!! Unfortuantely my experience pales in comparison to yours. I have not heard of Poo of GL40 (care to advise?). As for Shasha, it is a sad case, her " appearance" schedule always clashes with mine. Still trying to find a good day to find her.

Keep the FRs coming.

GiftonJS

My overly obsessive fanatical fetish for mega melons is both a blessing and a curse. I might expound on this one day, but for now take my word for it that its not healthy. :D

The twin thermo-nuclear bombs of Poo is not available anymore. She had returned home to LOS long ago. I had the great fortune to indulge in the pleasures of her gigantic hooters not once but thrice. Ah Dez had also tasted her enormous treasures quite a few times too. It will be a long time before another cat40 in the class of her superlative knockers come upon our shores again. Anyway huge as they were, they still pale in comparison with my all-time monster melons: Oint who was from a Bangkok massage palour. She was the top of the class of the ten most gargantuan cantaloupes I ever laid my hands on.
I can keep on for hours on this fave subject (melons) of mine but I think I better stop hijacking my own thread.

I am now about to post the next chapter of my recent sexventure with my precious Starr. Enjoy!

phenom
25-03-2004, 02:15 AM
The following week in Manila, I could hardly wait for Friday afternoon to come by so that I could board a busliner to Balibago again. All through my frenetic business meetings, the thought of a unbridled boudoir romp with the delectable Starr was always on my mind.
We had been sms-ing each other and she even called me up once. She had readily agreed to my suggestion that she absent herself from work for the two nights of the weekend that I will be in the sextown. I looked eagerly forward to the thirty-six hours rendezvous.

Actually my four nights in Manila were not at all forlorn. Every evening I would head for the Edsa International Entertainment Centre (EIEC) in Pasay to booze and to enjoy the eye candies of shapely bikinied nubile bodies. I was tempted but managed to desist. On average Manila WLs are prettier than their Balibago counterparts. Still, rare treasures such as Maggi (monster boobs) and Starr (lovely body and of course unparalleled girlfriend-like service) that beat the city chix flat can be unearthed; and at a mere fraction of Manila’s touristy prices.

By 6 pm Friday evening, I had already checked into the perpetually booked Orchid Inn right in the heart of the Balibago CBD (Central Bar District). As we had previously coordinated, Starr turned up soon after; in a see-through flowery blouse that all but exposed her sexy black bra ensconced killer body, and tight pants that did full justice to her shapely legs and sexy bums’ contours.
She looked so delicious and appetizing that I would have swallowed her up all and sundry if I could. We held hands and sat on the edge of the bed, inquiring about each other’s well being and recent activities. Like a pair of long-separated lovers who had just reunited, we exchanged notes and dovey talked for a long while. We mapped out our plans for our one and a half days together. Later in the night, we would bar hop together but in the meantime we would indulge in pseudo conjugal bliss.

I had taken my shower immediately upon arrival and so had Starr just prior to leaving her house. After getting rid of the encumbrances of our clothing, we lied down in each other’s arms, drinking in the sensual arousal that was manifested from the hundred odd days of separation.
With bodies locked tight in intimate embrace, we kissed deeply, lips crushing passionately, tongues exploring, saliva flowing, breathing heavily impeded till we were in acute danger of expiring from asphyxiation. Our hands explored each other’s bodies, seeking out the familiar crooks and crannies. Mine landed naturally on her perfect cones while hers enveloped my quickly arousing phallic pillar and hairy foundation stones.

Our fondling proceeded leisurely, me kneading her succulent mounds as her fingers hefted and massaged my family jewels. One hand played along my shaft, fingernails lightly scratching along its length and dancing fleetingly around the crown. By now I was dead stiff and she started to move her golden mane-ed head downwards.
Her hungry mouth zeroed onto my testicles, licking and sucking each inflamed ball in turn. Next, she attacked my truncheon, sharp teeth nibbling the sensitive skin and defenseless exposed shiny mushroom head. After that wicked torture, she lovingly licked and lapped my entire engorged length, pausing once in a while to flash me a naughty wink or two.
She worked on blowing me, alternately swallowing the fiery sword almost to the hilt and withdrawing till her lips clamped on only the cockhead, tongue twirling maddeningly round its entire smooth surface.

Desire clouded her seductive eyes as she mounted me. There was no mention of the condom by either of us. It seemed that after the last bang of our previous tryst when we went raw all the way for the first time, prophylactics don’t and won’t figure in our lovemaking anymore. In a tacit unspoken mutual agreement, we had totally dispensed with the use of the inhibiting sheaf.

An unrestrained gasp of pleasure escaped from her lips as I thrust upwards to meet her descending pussy in one clean slice through her wet tunnel. She collapsed upon me, both of us savoring the re-ignited wondrous sensation of my mighty phallus burrowing deep inside her juicy vagina.
She oscillated her cunt barely perceptibly as I strained to bury my weapon even further inside her burning furnace. We kept on this position for a few minutes, rocking gently like a moored sailing boat in a slowly ebbing tide. Satiated moans emanated from her half-opened mouth. Soon, she decided to take charge once again.

She sat up and began to pump up and down, gyrating her pelvis and grinding hard against my groin.
I gave back as much as she dished out, meeting her every thrust and parry with an equal and opposite reaction. She increased her tempo and I followed suit. She arched her back, face thrown backwards in her throes of lusty passion.
She was reaching climax but I held on with a superhuman effort. A warm flowing sensation surrounded my entire buried length as she cummed. I was only a hair whisker away from erupting as well, and only a determined resolve to prolong my first return screw with my precious Starr kept me from going over the brink.

Spent, she felt flat down upon my body, panting heavily. I put my arms around her and reversed our positions. I lied on her till she recovered sufficiently to mutter sweet nothings into my ear. A satisfied smile spread across her face as she cooed: “Darling, I want you to cum in my face!”
Wow, that’s a request I will be hard put to refuse.

In her FACE!!! Goddamn it!
I had cummed inside many a delectable mouth many times over; sometimes upon the chix’s summary consent, others as a natural progression in the course of carnal shenanigans. Some of my cum had also occasionally landed on some part of the facial region during cim or cob (cum on breast) but never upon explicit request. I am no particular fan of such deviant sexual acts but was not adverse to the idea….especially on the sweet cfm (come fuck me) face of the seductive Starr.

“Pleasssee?” Her pleading voice masked the determined look of her sparkling eyes to get me to comply.
I smiled back at her. “Sure, anything you say, tilac.” I pumped a few more strokes into her before clambering onto her bosom. I sat squarely upon the lower moons of her full rounded tits, slipping another pillow under her disheveled head to angle her mouth to a comfortable position. Her lips caught my stovepipe, drawing it inside her oral cavity.
Her bobbing head did its work, re-directing my still-stiff libido to close to the edge of ecstasy. The sucking mouth and licking tongue labored on till I felt my semen welling up. I pulled out when the first spurt gushed from the tip. Holding my fire hose in one hand, I sprayed into her eagerly expectant face. The long powerful stream hit her in the corner of her mouth, up her cheek, into her forehead narrowly missing her eyes, down her nose before finally settling on her chin.

“I’m cumming again”. I warned her.
“Quick, into my mouth”. She stuck out her tongue to catch the second torrent as I re-aimed my sperm dispenser in response. Some of the gooey stuff overflowed from her tongue to her chin and trickled down her neck before her mouth enveloped the still-firing cannon.
“Mmmmm” She moaned barely audibly, the sound distorted by the sticky liquid in her mouth. She continued to milk me, sucking hard on the cream-coated popsicle.
My head spinned. All I saw was Starr and more *stars*. Her vacuuming mouth would not let up. I had no more to give. Or so I thought.

She sat up, holding the base of my prick in one hand, lips still clamped firmly round the slowly softening head. Cum flowed to her breasts and she brought the other hand to spread them all over her chest.
“More, I want more.” She insisted as she removed my cock from her mouth.
Holding the tiring dragon perpendicular to the bed and its single eye aiming smack into her upper face, she hand pumped it rapidly.
The impossible happened. For the third time my love juice squirted out; a tiny rivulet compared to the bank-bursting Yellow River that was the first.

Three mighty bursts in a single salvo! That was a record since long long ago when I was very much younger.

jaysy
25-03-2004, 02:50 AM
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phenom
28-03-2004, 11:04 PM
We rested for the best part of an hour after our energy-sapping sexventure. She had looked a sight with her cum-splattered face and upper body. Luckily, upon her exhortation, I had taken care not to get any of the sticky mess into her long thick golden stresses. She ate what was inside her mouth, even licking her lips in delight as she lapped up the remaining droplets. A couple of tissues and a wet towel took care of her face and body. We dozed off amid the musky aftermath of our wild romp.

Waking up at about 9pm, she washed up the remaining trace of my sperm and we were on our way to paint Balibago red. First stop was the local fair in the vast field hemmed by Clark Highway and First Street. There were games galore – mostly variants of the throwing ball type and open-air karaoke stalls. She won a couple hundred of pesos at the games and then sang for a while at the karaoke. I just accompanied her, happy to merely hold her hands as she enjoyed herself like a little giggling girl.
She got bored after an hour of cheap basic fun and we started on our trail of barhopping. We went to five bars and a disco. We had a good time but she got tipsy towards the end and began to behave like a bitch. We had a little tiff after which I insisted that we head back to the hotel. By then it was almost 2am.
The small spat we had was nothing and when she sobered down, all was well again.

A shower, lemonade and a little rest were all it took. Lying in bed in each other’s embrace, we were aroused again. She went down on me to favor me with another stupendous blowjob. Then she shifted her body, placing her fragrant pussy right on my face. I remembered that she tasted good and had no inhibitions to eat her once more. We sixty-nined till we were fully primed. I turned her over on her back, held my spear to the entrance of her enchanted cave and drove in smoothly. The sight of my bare warrior piercing into her delicate folds sent the adrenaline coursing strongly through my body. She clamped her legs around me in a possessive grip as I humped her to kingdom come. Her nails dug painfully into my unprotected back as I grabbed and hung onto her equally vulnerable breasts. We thrust hard into each other and exploded into a wrenching climax.

Just after dawn, with barely a few hours of sleep, we were awakened by the din of crowing cockerels nearby. Once roused from her slumber, Starr could not keep her hands of my limpid worm. Despite my protestations, she refused to give up.
“I want you to fuck me again” There was no pleading tone, in fact it sounded like an order.
“I am too beat to get it up again, not after the big multiple one last nite and then another just a few hours ago.” I countered weakly.
“No worry, your tilac will have it up and running in no time.” She exclaimed devilishly.
“Can you?” I doubted.

Without answering, she slithered down and gobbled up my flaccid member, fingers busy with my soft hanging balls. Her lips and tongue got busy coaxing the limp serpent to morph into a fiery dragon. It took quite a while for the blood to flow fully into the slowly but surely hardening instrument. I did nothing but just lay back to enjoy the fruits of her labors. She was an animal, a she-canine in heat, this Starr. She sucked like there’s no tomorrow. Even the dead would have awakened from her determined ministrations. Eventually my warrior stood straight and proud, ready to do battle once again.
“See, I told you so” She proclaimed haughtily, bristling with pride at her accomplishment.
“Come inside mama”. She spoke to my little brother gleefully.

She turned around, offering me a panoramic view of her sexy butt, before impaling herself onto my upturned stake. She pounded me, slowly at first but increasing the frequency of the rhythm gradually.
She went down flat, sucking my toes and at the same time offering hers for me to suck as well, all the while never ceasing her up and down motion on my column. Her bottom looked so inviting that I had to do her doggie. I withdrew, making her draw up on her hands and knees. Kneeling behind her, I took hold of her tight ass cheeks and rammed into her without mercy.

“Arrrgh. Fuck me. Fuck me hard.” She begged.
I reached out to cup her delightful breasts with both hands, using them as handles as I hammered relentlessly into her nether regions.
So wet and smooth was her passage that every gliding stroke was an execution of unlabored pleasure.
She rested her head on the mattress, sloping her back upwards, making the angle of her buttocks even more acute and pointed. Her pussy therefore canted more towards me, according my dragon sabre extra leeway into her pearly gates. I pistoned deeper and harder eliciting crescending yelps of pleasure-clouded pain.
“Feels good. Fuck. Fuck me hard and good. Arrrrghhhh!” She was hardly intelligible.
The heavy pounding exacted a punishing toll on my old creaky bones and atrophying muscles. My agonized breathing doesn’t help either. I might soon succumb to fatigue before I could gallop onto the home run.

“Honey, don’t stop! I’m cummmmming!” She gasped.
That set me off too. I gathered the last ounces of my reserves and banged her and myself into oblivion.
Almost blacking out from the lack of oxygen, I collapsed upon her back, unable to move a twitch.
The only sounds now were our very labored breathing; mine even more so.
We slept in the aftermath of our lustful lovemaking, waking up at only an hour to noon. We showered and went out for a brunch of spicy Thai beef noodle soup…..aroi dee!
We arranged to part for a few hours; she back home for a woman’s chores and me shopping for nick knacks to bring home, and a visit to the hairdresser.

We rendezvoused in the late afternoon at my hotel room; a larger, cheaper and more comfortable one (recommended by Starr) behind one of the joints along the main drag. Starr was as ravishing as ever. She had made use of some of the past few hours to doll herself up. She looked fresh, wore some light makeup and the crowning glory of her golden mane was radiant in the rays of the setting sun that filtered through the glassed window.
“Well, what are we going to do this evening?” She wondered aloud.
“Let us just stay in the room. I wish to spend the whole night alone with you. I will have to leave at 7 in the morning.”
“Fine. You can go out to buy back dinner later. We’ll eat in” She agreed.

So it was that we spent most of our last 14 hours together on bed in each other’s arm watching TV and partaking in small talk. We made hot heavenly love twice more; late at night and before dawn the next morning. I had thought after the fourth session that my physical self had had enough. There would be no more left to ejaculate. In the event it turned out that I was wrong yet again. I had grossly under-rated my ability to rise to the occasion, especially with someone as bewitching and skillful in the art of pleasuring men as the luscious Starr.

The two bouts were also extended romps, with Starr dishing out her splendid blowjobs, bestowing tender loving stimulation to my overworked and fatigued howitzer. Under her expert coaxing its no wonder that I was able to continue shooting out spunk inside and on her. I had cummed inside her love passage again in the night but in the morning she had demanded that I shoot on her face one more time. That last shot had finally taken everything away from me and for the next few nights, after I continued on my back-to-back trip to Jakarta, I had to abstain from visiting my favorite whorehouses of melons at L.A. and Sari-Ayu.

Eventually all good things had to come to an end. As with my last trip, Starr insisted on seeing me off at the Dau busliner station for my ride to Manila and thence to the airport. After checking out, we took a trike to the Chow King fast food restaurant beside the station for a breakfast of their signature noodles.
Soon it was time to bid goodbye. No tears were shed, as that would be nothing but a charade. Starr was a practical woman, though a WL with a tender carefree heart, no doubt.

We had met, had our carnal fun and then we had parted. If we were to meet up again, we will definitely re-live our pleasurable coitions all over. If we do not, our separate lives would go on as before. We might reminisce on the sweet memories but would not dwell too much on them.
My next trip to Balibago might be very soon or it might take quite a while and by then Starr might or might not be there anymore. When I left her that morning, I was sure that I would have her again as I had her cellphone number. But as I type this FR, I am not so certain anymore. Why? That’s because, my function-loaded hp’s main chip got corrupted recently and all data including Starr’s contact number and her many snapshots were lost forever.

Who knows, she might still be working in Cheetah, in which case all will be well. If not, there is simply no way I could ever contact her again.
No matter. Whatever will be, will be.

mongerx
31-03-2004, 02:24 PM
I am making first trip to Angeles City this Saturday and I am going straight to Balibago from the Manila Airport. From what I understand you are quite limited in the amount of Pesos you can bring into the country. So will I have any problems exchanging Sing dollars for Pesos on Fields Ave.? Will the exchange rate be fair and comission free? Is there a better place to exchange currency in AC?

Thanks in advance for the help.

Love888
31-03-2004, 09:49 PM
Hello " Brother

In the past U are limited to certain amount while entering Manila. Now a days U could bring as much cash as u like. My advise is the best to bring USD to change where would get more mileage. Just be careful with the money changer and count the money at least two time. In AC you have to careful while hunting.

Happy Bonking and good luck Regards

phenom
31-03-2004, 10:50 PM
I beg to differ.
Unless you already have a stock of USD, changing to greenbacks here and then to Pesos in P.I. will incur a double conversion which means a little less Pesos for your SGD.
Balibago offers the best rate (I always change there, hardly ever in Manila and never in Sg) for your SGD (probably other currencies as well...I never check). Walking up Fields Avenue from MacArthur Highway towards the checkpoint, there are numerous changers on the left side after the stretch of bars. Choose one whose counter is not exposed to the street. Get inside, do your exchange, count them and tuck them safely away before hitting the street again (beware of street urchins who are skilfull pickpockets...robberies are rare). Rates (some of them are posted at or just inside the counter) are more or less the same along the stretch. When you change more, eg S$500 or so, you can bargain for a little bit more than you were quoted.

mongerx
01-04-2004, 12:11 PM
Thank you guys for your helpful responses.

phenom
01-04-2004, 09:03 PM
Anytime, mate.
Have fun in sextown.

If you happen to be in Cheetah and see Starr, ask her to sms her Sg "boyfriend";)
Tell her my phone got corrupted and her cellphone number was lost.

And if you need a friend to talk to or ask for general info and advice, look for Myra and tell her that her Sg friend who went to Balibago often refered her to you. She's 30+ (I knew her when she was 9), of mixed filipina/american blood, plump, and is always along the stretch of bars in Fields Avenue at night selling roses. Ask the other flower and peanut vendors, they all know who she is.

mongerx
21-04-2004, 01:30 PM
I returned from my six day trip from Balibago. I want to thank those who provided helpful information here. So I want to return the good faith and post my field report. I am typically post on a Ang Mo oriented board where I have still have some friends from the states. Here I am going to repost the report I am posting over there with only a minimal amount of editing. I haven't included any details on prices or etc., but if you want such detail let me know and I will provide.

Prelude:

It’s been nearly a year of Sundays since I last offered a trip report. Back in the days of the JR and Redsnake boards, I posted under the handle of Bumpy, lived in San Diego, and attempted to tell entertaining stories of my experiences in TJ. To make the long story of my absence short: idealistic sensitive monger (ISM) meets beautiful angel fallen into difficult circumstances, they fall in love and overcome tremendous obstacles to build life together, they move to New York where the angel spread her wings and becomes strong beautiful woman, and then the loving couple moves to Singapore because the ISM has good job opportunity. Here the story takes the unexpected twist, the ISM realizes he isn’t content with his conventional white picket fence lifestyle and craves the hedonistic lifestyle of his past. Now the Angel is firmly on her way to a career in the creative artists industry, the ISM is ready to dive into deep end of the cesspool, and the now ex-couple are simply close family.

Ready to dive into full blown monger mode, I needed a suitable setting for my re-debutante ball. Lucky for me I received an e-mail from my very old buddy Porker, asking me if I wanted to make the short trip up to the Philippines and enjoy some debauchery. This sounded like a perfect way to get my sea-legs back and I made all the arrangements for my first all out mongering trip in about five years. While I have had some extra marital activities here in Singapore and on business trips to places like Sao Paulo, Hong Kong, Amsterdam and etc., I was completely anxious and giddy about having five days with the sole focus was whoring, drinking, partying, male bonding, and whoring. The executive summary: I had a fucking great time, AC is fucking bargain, and I highly recommend visiting.

Unlike the corporate world, I think the readers here actually want to know the details. I will try to deliver on the details but there are things I need you to forgive me for upfront.
First, I am way behind on the technology curve and have no digital camera. So I will unlikely have any pictures to offer. However, I did have a few running partners who did manage to capture some of the goods on film. Perhaps they will be moved to offer up some photos to this report. Second, I am very rusty at monger reporting so I didn’t keep any journal or write down any details. So things will be sketchy in parts, names may not be recalled, and the sequences of events may be out of order. Third, since this is my first report in a long time I am going to treat it as a early spring training exhibition and just look to improve in subsequent efforts. And no need to worry I have already bought a digital camera and have a pipeline of things to report. So as bugs says “On with the show this is it……”

Day 1:

I was scheduled to depart on an early Saturday afternoon flight from Singapore to Manila. However, the preceding week I kept getting notification that my flight was being rescheduled later and later in the day. So instead of hitting things in the late afternoon where I could scout in daylight, I would arrive to the Philippines under the cover of darkness which leaves me without bearings. I arranged to have the van from Apartelle apartments meet me at the airport (1600 pesos). Moreover, Porker on only his second day of vacation agreed to form a welcoming party for me and come along for the long round trip. That was well appreciated by this cherry boy.

What can one say about the Manila airport? Definitely some organization problems but not so big that it’s really a problem. I exited the airport and went in the direction that seemed most logical and I eventually crossed a somewhat familiar face. Hey it’s Porker, after many years we both had changed but not enough that we couldn’t recognize each other. Well it was a happy reunion. Porker informs me that he was drunk, tired, and apologizing that he had to scramble to get two girls for the party. Well there were no apologies needed when I met the girls. So he leads me to the van to meet our most excellent driver David and the two Private Dancer honeys Meileen and Madel. In the van, I had a sweetie on each side and my choice of beverage. Off we went on the two hour drive to AC.

In the van, I took an immediate shine to the very peppy and rather chesty Madel. Fairly quickly I was getting hands on and boobs were out. The ride in was quite fun, but somehow I get the feeling there was more energy in the party when Porker and the gals rode out to the airport. Anyway Meileen was sweet and cuddly but I wasn’t sensing great vibes from her. But Madel was rolling. She was a butter chic: smoking stripper quality body but her face …. With the two chicks to play with the time passed quickly until we arrived at the Central Park Hotel where I had a reservation for the next five nights.

A quick interruption to the blow-by-blow here, I can’t say enough about how nice and accommodating the staff at the Central Park is. The facilities of the hotel are really three star, but the service is five star. You can’t go wrong staying here if ask me. I will comment further on the hotel in other parts of the report.

OK, at the hotel I tell Porker let’s meet up later as I am only going to do this short time. Up in the room it’s clear that this three-way is going to be more like back to back two ways even though the girls are obviously good friends. In that case the girl I am hotter for goes first and the other one gets sloppy seconds. Madel and I enter the shower (CP hotel has good sized shower stall no tub) and soon I am lathering up her luscious boobs and booty. She gets my tool squeaky clean. Madel then squats, I grab the sides of her head and BBBJ heaven commences. Then she rubs her soapy breast all over cock, afterwhich I spin her around and ride the crack of her hard ass. I am in Heaven baby and ready for a shower fuck. Luckily the CP hotel (as most AC hotels do) has a very generous bathroom honor bar and on goes the conviently located condom. Well I make like Carl Lewis and I do my 100 meters in under ten seconds flat. Satisfying for me but not doing anything for the reputation of mankind. Yay my cherry was popped with great shower GFE sex. Oh but wait there is another sweetie watching Myx (Philippine MTV channel) on my bed patiently waiting to service me.

After Madel and I finished washing up we hit the bed and play around (tickling, joking, making out, and usual BS) while Meileen hits the shower. When Meileen emerges she lays on the bed next to me and Madel moves to other side. I peel Meileen’s towel off and start making out with her. This turns into a cat bath and then BBBJ. As soon as I am hard enough for penetration, on comes Mr. Latex, and I start some missionary, followed by some doggie. Unfortunately the chemistry is not going well between the two of us. The girls observe the softening of my resolve. In response I am placed on my back and Madel gets involved by offering me her tits and Meileen sucks my balls. Once hard again, Meileen climbs on for some cowgirl and maul Madel’s chichi’s. Soon I felt some tingling below and fire off a bee bee shot. The girls are pleased and want to know what we are going to do this evening. Inform them I am going bar hopping with my friends and they are free to go. Girls are happy to have hit the short time sweepstakes.

After washing up again, I hook up with Porker for some bar hopping. Evidently, I had super sensory overload seeing my first go go bar and then seeing about ten more. For those who have never had the go go bar experience, I can’t convey how friggin’ awesome this concept is. But I did learn that the level of depravity and good times depends upon what you the customer initiate (much like the karaoke experience.) Also, I had many beers. The result is I don’t recall too much except that Porker and I ended up in a bar called The Club. Well I remember that every girl was either cherry or Mens. We renamed the place Club Rojo. It turns out I must have thought the girls were hot because I took one back with me. She was mens, I knew she was mens, but she had me convinced that she would give me a great BBBJ finish in mouth.

Let me be honest, I was drunk and don’t remember hardly shit about her except for a couple of things. She was horny as hell. I remember I was lying on my back on the bed with a towel over my front side and she got on top of me still in her panties and pad. We groped and made out while she started grind the hell out of my tool. Eventually she was dry humping the hell out of me until she collapsed in orgasm. I found this hot as hell, until she got up and I see massive blood around the outline of a maxipad in her panties and I guess I also bought the bath towel too. She washed up and then delivered on her promise a big sloppy blow job with in mouth finish. Ah just the night capper I wanted. She was starting to settle in for the evening, but I wanted nothing to do with the re-enactment of the horse head scene from the Godfather and sent her on her way.

Ah blissful drunken sleep overtook me to close out my first day.

phenom
26-04-2004, 10:27 PM
I returned from my six day trip from Balibago.......................................... .................................................. ..
.................................................. .................................................. .Ah blissful drunken sleep overtook me to close out my first day.

Thanks for the substantial FR. Finally I see another meaningful contributor to this thread. Looking forward to the next chapter.
I don't call Balibago sextown for nothing. It's the place to get wild, to indulge unabashly and without inhibitions in the sins of the flesh and alcohol.
At its low low prices on B&B (booze & broads), princely or even kingly debauchery can be enjoyed to the hilt.
I had literally hundreds of the LBFMs there over the past 2 dozen years and I am still not jaded.....never will be. :D

mongerx
27-04-2004, 12:18 AM
Day 2

A strange bed, a strange land, and a realization that I gotta whole lotta love to experience conspire to force a rather early wake up. Do the three S’s, exchange some SMS with Porker, and I am out the door for some adventure. As soon as I close the door to my room I encounter the ubiquitous hospitality of the staff on the Central Park Hotel. The women responsible for cleaning my room bolts down the hallway to introduce herself and ask if there is anything I need. “Why yes sugar, extra towels, lots of towels!” I say as I stuff some funny money into her hand. As I enter the hotel lobby, the cuties behind the reception desk wish me good morning by name. Then I turn to go into the little café cum bar and I get another set of personal greetings by name from some cuties. Dang, I have been here slightly more than twelve hours and everybody knows my name.

Porker escorts me around the block to Kokomo’s where I go native and have some pork adobo and coffee for breakfast. I was taken aback by the lack of fresh fruit and juices that are everywhere and cheap in SEA. Soon we are joined by a third Muskateer who I will refer to as DZG. While enjoying breakfast, we engage in the morning mongering ritual where every one recaps their previous evenings festivities. This is an enjoyable act of male bonding. I was quite impressed with the “show” some guys put into their “show” and tell sessions.

Over breakfast, DZG asks Porker about the Santos street scene. “Well dude it’s right out the exit here.” This leads to the first mongering activity of the day. We boldly walked the down the crumbling asphalt, avoided the aggressive advances of VCD porn pushers, and the calls of the trike drivers until we hit the Heaven’s Bar on the right side of the street. Oh the irony of this bar’s name. We marched up the entrance stairs into a little stuffy bar that reminded me of something I would have found in a bedroom of my seedy frat house. Mamasan slowly manages to stir one, then a second, and after much delay a third resident whore to entertain us. Now the street is known as blow row, but I didn’t see any bars with crawl spaces or other interior design attributes that I imagined one finds in a blow job bar. Nope, this was just a down and out sleazy little brothel. So we are paired off into three couples and I am playing grab ass with a simple looking gal in glasses and a tight top suggesting small but perky breast. Well I am here to have the experiences, so I decide to see if the quickie blow jobs are anything special.

You pay you 500 pesos and you take your chances. I go back to the short time room with my choice and it’s a small moldy hot closet sized bedroom. Obviously the girl lives here with at least two other girls and it’s just filthy. No showers or pre-wash; this feels like Mexico not the hygienic Asia I know and love. Well we manage to get our clothes off. She’s looking pretty average while I am looking way below average as I break out into a funky sweat. I opt for the blow job only and delicately recline onto the bed as I was afraid that I would cause a herd of cockroaches to appear and scurry off in all directions. OK, well let’s see what it is that makes blow row BJ’s so special. Well about twenty minutes later I had learned that there is absolutely nothing special. After all that consternation, I got a very average blow job from a very average girl in a horrific setting. The Monger X recommendation (which I did follow after this) there are some gems on Santos street but, at no additional cost, have your session in your hotel or a short time hotel.

After that scarring incident I walk out into the street in a daze. My eyes scan across to the infamous left side of Santos (home of scary Billy Boys) and I see an open air bar with a very angelic girl beckoning me over. I cross the threshold, enter the Luz Bar and into the arms of Lyka. In this place I will spend many happy hours and with Lyka I will some great times. This bar basically has a long open window with a small counter to sit at running it frontage – a great place to watch the Santos street world go by. The depth of the bar is quite shallow relative to its length with a small bar on one side and a videoke machine on the other. Immediately, I have a cold San Miguel in hand, a sweet beautiful girl in my lap wiping the perspiration from my brow, and my mood is quickly improving. Soon DZG is joining us and the party gets going. We have a little thing going where I say “open sesame” and then Lyka unbuttons and unzips her jeans, pulls each flap aside exposing her little cotton undies, and repeats “open sesame’ in an angelic little voice.

Next I ask if she wants sing some songs for us. I learned quickly that is the question every filippina wants to hear. Soon we are pumping fifty peso coin after fifty peso coin into the videoke machine. Lyka loves to sing and I enjoy having her serenade me with love song after love song. The Santos street version of the good humor guy comes by and I spend a buck buying ice cream for all takers. If you ever wanted to live the life of a whale but only have a tourist class budget get ye to olde Angeles quickly my friend. OK soon the girl wants me to sing a song so I break out Steve Miller’s “Abracadabra” to keep with the magic party theme. Hey I got all gals up and dancing and singing – I ‘m having a blast. My adoring public – Lyka – wants another. That’s when I pick the song that becomes the theme song for our Santos Street Love Story: Dust in the Wind. Yeah yeah I know you were spitting milk through your nose hearing that one. She doesn’t know the song but Lyka goes all goo goo eyes on me and I will end up singing that song many times.

We all know where this is going – or do we. DZG suggests that we take Lyka for a little short time action back at his room in the Orchid with some picture taking. I really like this one but I have not nearly had the necessary recharge time from my previous trip to Heaven. So we agree to take her back and just do a photo shoot. The three of us go back to DZG’s room and we get her naked and he starts snapping. Damm she got a great little body, especially the ass. I start fondling her all over, sucking her tits and posing her pussy. Soon she and I are making out. I think DZG now has the goods on me and I will never get to fullfil my dream to be president. Anyway he excuses us as he leaves and requests that we put a towel on top of the covers first. So I strip down and Lyka and I are exploring each other. DZG returns to the room while I am straddling her face and doing the reach around masturbation on her. DZG quickly retreats to his bathroom. I start to get my freak on, but I think I here the sounds of somebody baking brownies and have a suspicion (later confirmed) that peering eyes were watching through the ventilation slots on the bathroom door. This coupled with lack of recharge time lead to a –uh uhm – diminishing performance. In response, I lay on my back and Lyka crawls between my legs to show me how a real BJ specialist does it. DZG emerges and takes some photos of the activities from the sofa at the foot of the bed. Unfortunately, after about ten minutes it was pretty clear the “magic” wasn’t going to happen. Anyways Lyka was a total sweety. We tipped her 200 or 300 pesos on top of the barfine. I vowed to return tomorrow in more virile state.

mongerx
27-04-2004, 12:19 AM
Moving along, there was some dinner. I think Steak night at the Orchid. My porterhouse was tough and flavorless. After a little nap, it was time for some bar hopping on Fields. Once again accept my apologizies, because I can’t remember much accept that I started at the main gate side and I wanted to work my way towards the Blue Nile End where I hear the hottest girls reside. Well I met up with Porker at some point and I was marching towards Blue Nile until we walker past Bananita’s and the door swung open. In this opening I caught a glance of the most incredible lean body with beautiful full b-cups covered only by one piece thingie apparently made out of dental floss. Detour. Well Porker and I brought the customer count up to three. Never the less it seemed like the party was starting just fine. I soon had the vision in white on one side and a friend on the other. However, it seemed the air was let out of the balloon quickly. I was enthralled with the looks of these two girls, but their energy stank. I also learned later that they were saying not so flattering things about me in tag a log. OK there was one still quite spunky, very cute one on stage being very playful. So I had her come down for a drink. She sat between my legs and she remained playful. Porker indicated it was time to move on. I was exhausted and decided my bar hop was going to end here. Here come the rookie mistakes. I ask about barfines and the two hotties at my sides indicate Mens. Bullshitting me or not, their shitty attitudes weren’t worth the burining of their trophy bodies in my mind. So I go to the cute one between my leggs. “Me cherry girl.” Folks at home please always do the Epi enquiry before you by any drinks.

I actually like the cherry girl, and she quickly tries to sell me on taking her. Although she was cherry she liked to have her pussy eaten and she did blow jobs. This was probably a case of a snow job not a blow job. At the time it sounded like it could be a lot of fun; and it was. So me and my cherry bar fine retired to my deluxe room at the central park hotel. The cherry girl did shower with me and was super affectionate. After some cuddling, my lips worked down her body until I came to the tiniest precious little twat. I have never seen a cherry pussy before, and I still probably hadn’t, but I did enjoy the little fantasy. After a good twenty minutes I had the little cherry girl bucking up a storm. After some more cuddles and kisses, cherry girls lips worked there way down my body until she came upon the tiniest but not so precious wiener. Anyway her blow job was pretty good and not so innocent. After a while she needed to go to the bathroom and spit something out. After brushing her teeth, cherry girl gets under the covers and snuggles right up next to me. However, my head started to hurt because I stopped drinking beers. Next I gave cherry girl quite the surprise. “Sweetie I just want a short time, you go now.” Her face displayed shock and rejection. Her response was to shake her head no and hug me tight. Nope I didn’t want this as I slept off my drink. “No. I am serious you go now.” Without a word but looking dejected cherry girl reluctantly got dressed and graciously took her trike fare and left.

I take three aspirin, a vitamin C, and guzzle two bottles of water. Day two is in the books. Perhaps my story so far is a little dark and full of some mistakes, but have no fear as I was having a great time at this point. Furthermore, my actual rate of intercourse does pick up a bit as does my ability to pick winners.

mongerx
27-04-2004, 10:55 AM
Day 3

Luckily I awake feeling refreshed and not hung over. So far I think opting for quality sleep versus instant gratification for Major Woody in the morning is a pretty good strategy. Of course I will not awake alone for the rest of the trip.

Of course Porker is up before me and I am getting texted that we should get rolling. As best I can recall this morning’s show and tell was at Margarita station. Over breakfast we are joined by DZG and come to a surprising declaration AC kicks ass, and as corollary we conclude that checking out other guys’ barfines (OGB) is pretty cool. We also formulate a plan that we shall change money and hit the perimeter bars for some cheap afternoon fun. In case anyone cares I got only better rate for my sing dollars in AC than I did at the airport.

It’s pretty early, maybe noon, and I am on my first Jeepney ride (Firsts are cool.) Soon we are alighting at Touch of Class (Right next to Emotions), we part the curtains, and lo and behold the place is packed to the rafters with young slim chicks wearing bikini bottoms and very short cutoff t-shirts. Holy cow I am floored. Quickly Porker, DZG, and I are given the best seats in the house.

Up to now I have kind of glossed over my typical Go Go Bar MO. Typically, I like to play the whale and get several ladies drinking on my payrolls. Then I basically go sotong-sotong; the Bhasa word for squid and some Singapore slang for a guy groping at the gals incessantly. I also like to get the Bola Bola going by talking shit like “I know you boyfriends name?” “You know Mr. Union, Western Union.” OK my rap ain’t so too strong but I got more than enough Pesos to be as charming as I want.

I get warmed up by calling down a smiling and flirty girl named Wilma. OK remember when I said my choices would improve, OK not quite yet. So I start groping up on Wilma. Now DZG is not one to wade in slowly. I swear he must have pointed to floor, drawn an imaginary line, and said everyone on the left side of the line gets a lady drink. I was playing grab ass with Wilma only and DZG has no less than eight dancers and waitresses on his payroll. Meanwhile, Porker had a hottie named Joy off the stage and he was already heading for the short time room in the back. A great thing about the perimeter bars is that the ladies drinks are cheaper here. A Touch of Class a LD is 100 Pesos and on Fields this is 125 Pesos I believe.

Well the party is really rolling. There is actually a spunky waitress on DZG payroll who is near me and showing some Hutzpah. So I start playing a game where Wilma is my wife and the waitress is my Mistress who I am trying to make time with. This little game is getting me great mileage. But I feel bad that I have one of DZG’s gals playing with me so I put her on the payroll. That alleviates me of my guilty conscience. Soon I start add some more mistresses. I am getting massaged by two girls, groping and kissing two others, and basically feeling like the KING! This was probably about the most fun 90 minutes I have ever had in a bar up to this point in my life. By the way Mamasan Jenny is very cool here and she ended hooking me up and helping me out later. The owner was a great guy as well. He was an Aussie who kept giving us free drinks and generally making sure we had a good time. Yup, Touch of class gets my recommendation for a great afternoon place.

Somehow DZG and I extracted ourselves to go see some other perimeter bars. Also, Porker had separated from the crew at that point. Unfortunately many of the bars weren’t open yet. I would say you need to wait until after 3pm to do a bar hop on the perimeter. One place of note we found was the Thigh High Bar. In this bar, all the girls wear thigh high nylons with garters. Oooh right up my alley. Unfortunately the half dozen or so girls present were youth and beauty challenged. However, I did manage to chat up curvaceous tall big busted gal who would rate a six. I coughed up for the 85 Peso lady drink and I got a good grope fest going on. She was a good sport and taught me lots of tagalong. I learned things like “you hansum man” really means “My baby is very hungry.” I had some fun talking shit like this. Now I noticed while I was having my fun, there was another old dude who was even more Sotong-Sotong than I.

Eventually the old guy comes over and says, “I am buying you guys some shots.” Thank you sir. It turns out he is the owner, his name is Darry, and he’s from Vegas. Well I don’t think Darry is getting much blood out this turnip of a bar, but he seemed pretty content handling the talent. I hope my retirement is so happy! Basically, I have spent 120 Pesos (like $2) and have had three drinks, and had groped a decent long legged big titty girl for 45 minutes. I feel bad so take another 100 pesos note shove it into my girls panties and finger her until my finger is good and stinky. What to do now? Well I am having visions of singing Videoke, drinking many San Miguels, and hanging out at the Luz bar on Santos. DZG is up for it and soon we are on are way via Jeepney.

Well the whales of Santos Street received a Heroes’ welcome. Beers and Lady drinks are flowing. A giant stack of coins is on the Karaoke machine. Whores, Mamasams, Children, and hell even the Billyboys are eating ice cream. Life is good, and I have the beautiful Lyka draped all over me singing me love songs. I am happy happy happy. We have some laughs, a few open sesames, and soon the opening notes of “Dust in the Wind” waft in the air. Yes Santos Street Love is in full boom my friends. At this point I ponied up the 500 pesos and Lyka and I are off to the Central Park to consummate our bond. Absolutely no performance issues and sweet memories were made. After the two hours of bliss, I tell Lyka that I will come by again either tomorrow or the next day. This girl is a total sweetheart and a great lay. I am afraid that she could get under my skin if I am not careful.

A little later I meet up with Porker for some dinner and the evening bar hop. Once again I really don’t remember specifics except for the last stop Gecko’s. Here Porker has a waitress who is getting pretty wild. He has her do a body shot off my man boobs. He is definitely having some fun. I am enjoying hanging with my buddy, but the girls aren’t doing anything for me here. Eventually, I notice one girl who is a little taller and a little prettier than the other bikini clad dancers. As she comes over for her lady drink I see that this girl is actually very stunning. She is nice and has a great smile (which I am a sucker for), but she definitely is not giving off the nasty vibe. However, I have decided that I do want to imprint the vision of her naked body into my mind and I pony up the barfine. However, Porker wants to move on so I put my barfine on ice for an hour.

We went over to Private Dancer and I am starting to feel a little tired. Porker suggests Tequilia is a good pick me up. I agree that some Mexican Robitussin is what I need. So I get Madel and Myline from my welcome party over and have a body shot fess.
I quickly rack up a 1000 peso bill, I got a good tequila buzz going on, and Madel’s nasty behavior has me fluffed for my date with trophy girl. So I stumble over to Gecko’s and Trophy Girl is dressed but sleeping on the sofa. Hmmm, this energy level is not comforting.

Back to the room and as we get naked for our showers I notice that Trophy Girl has honest to goodness big PUFFIES!!!! Yipee my first puffies (another first for me today)!!
Well the girl is a total star fish and my request for a blow job is met with an in the morning response. That’s OK just lay there and I am going to just enjoy long beautiful legs, sweet papaya, and PUFFIES. Sometimes I am so easy to please. Alright I am fluffed, and I give trophy girl the greatest 45 seconds of missionary sex of her life. I guess I will call this my NGO sexual role playing game.

Well after that inspired star fish session. I decided to keep her around and punish her with a morning session. In the morning, the BJ promise was fulfilled but was very lackluster. Then in the middle of the NGO style sex, she says “As a man I want to ask you a question?” What the fuck! Hold you thoughts trophy girl so I can focus on the puffies and get my nut. I somehow maintained focus and an erection to deliver a sunflower seed size load.

I roll off and Trophy girl starts asking me advice about her boyfriend situation. Seems she had shacked up with an American “ER” doctor who was now back in Thailand where he is supposed to finalize the divorce with his Thai wife. However, he had said that there was a problem with getting the papers finalized or some shit. She gives me some more details and wants to know if I think he is serious about her. I let this dumb cunt have it. I basically tell her the following. Look, I may only a Doctor of Thugonomics (not some fancy ER doctor), but I once actually married a Bar girl. As soon as I knew it was the real thing there were absolutely zero more bar days for my future wife. Look at the facts, you are getting fucked two times by a guy you obviously loathe and received eight stinking dollars. Yeah your doctor boyfriend is real serious about you. For raining on my parade you may go straight back to your hovel, do not pass go nor collect your 200 trike fare.

I guess this hits too close to home. I am not sure what makes me angrier, the obviously BSing doctor or the stupid whore who is too dumb to see what’s going on. There is a whole lot of coal and only a minuscule number of diamonds out there.

phenom
28-06-2004, 12:09 AM
How long had it been since I last left Balibago and Starr? More than four lunar cycles, that's the length of time.
Since than I had a fair number of great bonks in Bkk, Indoland and GL wonderland.....and one stupendous monster melons MM whom I nicknamed "My Suckatary" in my FRs.
Still, I am beginning to miss Starr's delectable mouth and heavenly body again. Let's see; I might be able to squeeze some time in early August...hopefully.

mongerx
05-07-2004, 02:55 PM
Hi Kiddies,

I have confirmed yet another trip to AC for July 23-27. I love this town, it's gotta be the easiest place in the world to have a whoring good time! If anybody is going to be around Balibago at the same time and wants to hook up, please drop me a PM.

Hey Phenom, I heard that Cheetah's (I believe Starr's bar) has done away with Barfines. However, upon closer inspection it's a glorified Bar share only bar fine. It's seems you must reach an agreement with the girl, and then the next day her forgone salary for leaving before the end of her shift and fine for not completing six full shifts of work results in a 400 pesos loss for the girl. So I anticipate very little has changed in total exchange of funds and terms or service.

phenom
27-07-2004, 01:46 AM
I will most likely be back to sextown from the afternoon of 31/7 to morning of 2/8 and again from the evening of 6/8 to morning of 9/8. In between, I'll be in Manila.

Starr...here I cummm again. :D

Saddam Hussein
27-07-2004, 10:24 AM
I will be in Manila during Aug 2 to 6.

If you wanna hooked up and cheong toghether, let me know.

phenom
27-07-2004, 12:19 PM
With the cheap and good delights of Balibago which I will be enyoying back-to-back, as a rule I do not cheong in Manila every of my trips there except to drink at the Edsa International Entertainment Complex in the evenings.
However, if you feel like downing a few cervezas (while drinking in the sights of scantilly-clad nubile bodies) with me, feel free to drop me your contact in my pm. :cool:

My current trip can only be confirmed by tomorrow.

phenom
28-07-2004, 06:58 PM
..........................My current trip can only be confirmed by tomorrow.

CONFIRMED..........eagerly looking forward to my return to Balibago after an absence of 5 long months. :D

Saddam Hussein
28-07-2004, 07:02 PM
Good for you. Just PM you my contact.

blacknight6
29-07-2004, 11:36 PM
(I will most likely be back to sextown from the afternoon of 31/7 to morning of 2/8 and again from the evening of 6/8 to morning of 9/8. In between, I'll be in Manila.

Starr...here I cummm again. )

Phenom, why don't you stay till 4th because Blue Nile will be celebrating her 3rd anniversary on the 3rd Aug. Whole lot of sextivities line up for you to participate.

phenom
30-07-2004, 12:09 AM
(I will most likely be back to sextown from the afternoon of 31/7 to morning of 2/8 and again from the evening of 6/8 to morning of 9/8. In between, I'll be in Manila.

Starr...here I cummm again. )

Phenom, why don't you stay till 4th because Blue Nile will be celebrating her 3rd anniversary on the 3rd Aug. Whole lot of sextivities line up for you to participate.

I have business meetings in Manila from Mon to Fri. However, if the event catches my fancy, I can always go there in the evening and get back in the morning again. But then again, I've been to many joints' anniversaries, openings, bosses's birthdays and whatnots that missing this particular one is no big deal.
Anyway, have you been back there lately?

blacknight6
30-07-2004, 12:39 AM
I have business meetings in Manila from Mon to Fri. However, if the event catches my fancy, I can always go there in the evening and get back in the morning again. But then again, I've been to many joints' anniversaries, openings, bosses's birthdays and whatnots that missing this particular one is no big deal.
Anyway, have you been back there lately?

No, have tirak in Korat now. Easier to scoot off for a short rendezvous. Give my regards to Myra when you see her

phenom
30-07-2004, 12:46 AM
Give my regards to Myra when you see her

And to her baby too?
Did I ever mention that she had just given birth the last time I was there in Feb.?

phenom
30-07-2004, 12:49 AM
For those who might be interested; the lowest airfare to Manila now is on Royal Brunei at S$314/- with a free stopover in BSB on the return leg.

blacknight6
30-07-2004, 12:53 AM
And to her baby too?
Did I ever mention that she had just given birth the last time I was there in Feb.?


No, did not recall. Is she married,Who is the father? She should be in her early 30s by now. Can't imagine how she looks now. My image of her was a cherubic girl selling gum then flowers.
Need to sign off now cos need to BF A/C for early wave.

phenom
30-07-2004, 01:17 AM
Ha, long story.
Despite her protective mother's close chaperoning, she managed to slip off for her virgin tryst (yes, she was untouched up to that point) last year on the pretext of having lunch with her"boyfriend", a rogue police officer.
However, her mum later disappoved of the guy vehemently and Myra acquiesed.
He had no idea now that he had an offspring and Myra became a second generation single mum.

She is 35 now or will be soon.
As to how she looks, she's even heftier than her mother.

phenom
30-07-2004, 11:59 PM
I will be leaving for Manila and on to Balibago early in the morning.
And....Starr is waiting for me. Just talked to her on the phone a few hours ago. Looking forward to a weekend of wild sextifaction :D

phenom
07-08-2004, 12:37 PM
DAMNIT. I tried to post this in tokcok.com but couldn't get in so have to do it here.
Yes I have returned to Balibago. Was there last weekend and again from last nite. In a rare break from my boozing and "fishing" binges, I was with Starr all the way.........

note to bro saddam: My apologies for not being able to meet up with you again after Monday as I was busy with my customers the rest of my Manila nites. Kopi on me in GL, if you're inclined to MMs.


"and the very first thing I did was to hammer away at this inanimate keyboard instead of banging the delicious Starr who had sms-ed me that she had already checked in on my behalf and is waiting for me in the hotel room."

Very dedicated to the Toksters, extremely thought full of you, Sir Phenom. Thank you.

Hugs and kisses to Miss Starr from most of us, and lots of wet licks from me!!!

I am being knighted?
Wow whee whee!!!
Yippee yippee yip yip!!! kekeke

Another brief update on the continuation f my sexventure with the luscious Starr (attn; moon & epl, this is not a FR ;) ) :-
We spent last nite and this morning doing nothing but boozing and cavorting in the room.
Oh what a sextifying time, all that hugging and smooching and stimulating and humping and cummmming....all over her face, mouth, tits, everywhere. hahaha

phenom
08-08-2004, 09:56 AM
Wow! What can I say?
I was Starr-shocked....with all that torturioursly slow rabba-ing, furious pumping and hard squirting!
I will really need a wheelchair to get back home tomorrow. :D

Can't post much now as she is right next to me on another computer in a internet cafe. Will post my FR after I'm home.

blacknight6
11-08-2004, 10:33 PM
Crossing of paths? I believe so. Crossing of swords? Maybe. Hahaha.

To give you a clue of my identity, I held the record then for the most number of chix bonked in one det: 79 different ones in 90 days. Actually I had more than one per day as I repeated quite a few of them as well. Even the notorious "JohnnyOne Shot" conceded defeat.




:D
After so long, allow me to volunteer a name to your nick. Are you the one who was very into Canon cameras and also had your name changed to Hanyu pin also. If yes to both questions, I think I know you.

phenom
11-08-2004, 11:05 PM
If you think so then it is and, if you think not then it is not. ;)

I had given you so many clues and leads that if you are still not clear about it by now, you must be a moron. :D

Need I say more?

blacknight6
11-08-2004, 11:12 PM
If you think so then it is and, if you think not then it is not. ;)

I had given you so many clues and leads that if you are still not clear about it by now, you must be a moron. :D

Need I say more?
Take it easy bro., if you are not the one I am referring to, then I apologise but him and me were quite chummy then.

phenom
11-08-2004, 11:18 PM
I am always easy lah.
Can't you read between the lines? ;)

Ok, pm me and we can tok until song song. :D

phenom
23-09-2004, 04:42 PM
Its been eight weeks since I was re-united with Starr after a relatively long interval of more than five months.
Over the head and tail ends of a ten-day period, we were by each other’s side for a total of five shell-shocked days. I was totally concussed by our hours of rambunctious fun together.
I had not intended to be with her all my time but she was so bewitching that I was spellbound despite being with her quite a few times previously.
Before the minute sumptuous details start to slowly recede into the inner recesses of my grey matter, let me begin to write about those treasured episodes in my sexventures with the delectable Starr.
I have completed and will soon post the first part, and if I were to record every single one of those ten bonks in that trip, it would surely exceed my previous record of almost ten thousand words on a serialised single FR.
Now, I won’t even try to attempt to break that mark, so let me just elaborate only on the first two shots and thereafter recount briefly on the rest of our coital unions.

mongerx
24-09-2004, 04:50 PM
Hey Phenom,

I just returned from an extremely successful 5D/4N trip to AC. As for logistics, I can't recommend strongly enough the Central Park hotel, the hotel is 3*+, but the staff is 5* all the way. Also the location one block off the center of the main strip of Field Ave. go go clubs, and steps away from Santos street aka blow row. The cost is between $25-30 US a night. Also, Really good and reasonably priced western food is found at Sub Delicious (open 24 hours.) Also I met a brother from Clementi who has opened a Singapore/Chinese seafood restaurant. Unfortunately I didn't have the opportunity to stop by and support the brother. IF I could get some good Black pepper crab in AC, lookout.

Now on to the man fun stuff and it was an unbelievable blasts. Went with cherry boy Bafana and we had two mega epic bar hops; one was an afternoon Permeter Road bar hope that evolved into a tequila soaked fess back in the room, and the other was a huge Fields run that lead to way too many bar fines and body shots. Way more fun than two "fat, unclean, and poorly dressed" men should be allowed to have.

I am of the opinion that rather than try and rank destinations, I want to focus on how to enjoy the strong points of each one best and try not to sweat the weak aspects.

What's so great about AC? Well as everyone says it's great value on the entertainment dollar. So one can to do what one normally does but for cheaper. However I choose to parlay the low price points and live the life of a friggin' whale. Only in AC can I truly afford to be a rock star. It's amazing how cheap the P-Diddy lifestyle is here.

The second thing I really like about AC is the Filipinas. The filipina strong suit is their pure ability to party and have fun. The filipinas drink, dance, and sing with such enthusiasm and light hearteness. They are the ulitmate little party machines. Plus in AC there is tons of faux lesbian flirtation with each other, they make out with you like crazy in the bar, and they do pretty much whatever it takes to keep their man of the night happy.

Some of the place that I found to hav both good girls and a good attitude.

Daytime: I had a good time at Luz Bar and Shadows II on Santos street. These places are a little primitive but open 24 hours and stocked with some good women who specialties are blow jobs.

On perimeter road: I really love Touch Of Class, opens at 10 AM show up at noon and it staffed to the rafters with chicks, granted you would only seriously consider payign bar fine for 25% of them, but all of them are found to flirt and play with in the bar. They all give you a great massage and show you an exciting time for the mere price of 100 peso lady drink. Also, in this vain but smaller was Honey Ko's. Also went to Club Rio and Nifty's and discovered that they are now go go/BJ bars. At Club Rio, I had four girls playing helicopter blades on my. I kept rotating them from nipple to BJ positions. Discovered two who were extremely gifted at their craft. All this for just the price of lady drinks. GOOD TIMES my friend

On Fields AVe: I almost barfined two unbelievable stunners from The Jungle, but it was last night and I begged off for a more sure thing. Really good looking line-up here. I spent the most time in Blue Fox, which has a great party atmosphere and mixes in some good rock music with the typical tunes. Plus the small line-up here contains some damn good looking women with great attitudes. Plus Phenom, needs to check this out because there are some huge melons in this place. Two times I barfined two chicks out of here. I like Treasure Island, another smaller club, but it can be hit or miss. Awesome times and great talent on display at Misty's and Cambodia. In fact we really partied hard in those two places on the one epic Fields Ave. Barhop. I was also favorably impressed with Club Lancelot whose very commfy sofas make it a great place to wind down your bar hop at.

Anyway, I had such a good time I can't wait to get back. In fact I see that SIA has a travel with 4 people deal at $289 a head to Manila. Phenom you should contact me if you are interested. I am pretty sure we can pursuade Bafana to get on board as well.

phenom
24-09-2004, 08:58 PM
Hey Phenom,
..................What's so great about AC?
..................Only in AC can I truly afford to be a rock star. It's amazing how cheap the P-Diddy lifestyle is here.

The second thing I really like about AC is the Filipinas. The filipina strong suit is their pure ability to party and have fun. The filipinas drink, dance, and sing with such enthusiasm and light hearteness. They are the ulitmate little party machines.

Why else do you think I kept going back there for the past two and a half decades? :D

I am planning to go back there early December, business climate permitting.

phenom
26-09-2004, 04:50 PM
Starry Days and Starry Nights


I must be getting old or what!

On my most recent back-to-back weekend trips to Balibago, not only did I failed to indulge in my usual bar-hopping rounds; but I also uncharacteristically stick to one single chix throughout the total of five nights there. And yes, she was by my side throughout; all of thirty-eight hours and sixty-two hours in the first and second extended romps respectively. No prizes for guessing that my sextoy was none other than the delicious and very sexventurous Starr.

For those who had followed my postings in this thread, this mixed blood Thai-Filipina is a rare treasure even among the many precious stones I had unearthed during my long decades of chionging the pleasure spots of Asean and beyond. …….
To briefly recap, I first got her in October last year after spotting her dancing energetically at Cheetah’s. After a night of rapturous romps, she skipped work the next day and sms to me that she would like to spend a “quiet” night with me. I naturally agreed, though not without a moment’s hesitation as I seldom do repeats however good the first experience turned out to be.
On my return to paradise in February, I sms her not to work but to accompany me for two nights which she duly did. Our “relationship” developed further and we descended into even greater depths of sexual gratification and debauchery.
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Now, again contrary to my usual practice of bio-ing new chix first before confirming one for the night, I unprecedentedly called Starr the day before I left Sg to tell her not to go to work on Fri and Sat.
I arrived in Balibago at half past five, a good 30 minutes before our set rendezvous. I had hardly finished doing my money changing and checked in to my “secret” lair before Starr sms me to say that she is already at an internet café nearby. I told her to proceed to my room immediately.
Within minutes she arrived; foxy as before in a skin-tight black pants and a red lacy blouse unbuttoned midway to tantalisingly offer a libido raising sight of half of her rounded creamy moons.

Like long-separated lovers, we melted enthusiastically into each other’s welcoming arms, lips freely smooching and hand busy re-exploring body contours. The very physical re-acquaintance petting over, we got down to the nitty gritty of discussing what we will do for the 38 hours we have together. She was fully kitted out for the weekend; her mid sized duffel bag filled to the brim with her clothes and toiletries.
“I will stick to you all the way. No need to go home to change, unlike the last time.” Starr announced with a cheeky grin. “Oh boy, I am in for a whale of a time” I enthused mentally.

I agreed with her suggestion that we do nothing but simply laze around savouring each other’s company. We would not barhop the joints as previously but will drink in instead. It means a departure from my routine of boozing and drinking in the sights of scantily clad eye candies but with Starr for company I wouldn’t mind. Moreover, I can always do it on my return the next weekend as I had already told her that I would be heading straight for home after my business meetings in Manila till Friday. In the event, I had to cancel my original plans as I couldn’t resist enjoying Starr’s considerable charms yet again, as I will recount later on.

The place that we stayed is not an actual hotel, rather they are just hotel-like rooms located behind a bar along Fields Avenue, the main drag. For only 990 pesos, it is huge value as the 7 of the total of eight rooms are about twice the size of the popular nearby Orchid Inn’s which go for about 1400 pesos. There is a big living area with comfortable sofas and the midway-located TV can be swiveled to face either the bed or the sofa set. And unlike the standard hotels, the WC and the shower are in adjacent ample-sized cubicles that are in better condition than Orchid’s. The remaining room is really special: there’s a huge Jacuzzi which can easily accommodate four cavorting adults – perfect for a orgy session. :-) It is also more lavishly furnished and looked very inviting but the hefty price tag of 3500 pesos made it an option only if a private raunchy party is on the cards.
Starr had introduced me to this gem of a “hotel” during my previous visit and it will be my accommodation of choice for all my future stays.
Despite being just steps from the noisy bar, the rooms are relatively quiet at night as the adjoining sets of double doors did an excellent job of keeping out the thumping music. Entrance to the rooms at all hours can be through the bar or by the backdoor. I had noticed a security guard there all night and most times of the day.
Enough said, I will not divulge more details as it I intend it to remain one of my few Balibago secrets due to the fact that there are so little rooms available.

When dusk falls, we went off across the road to a local video-ok joint for some light food and drinks as Starr felt like belting out a few songs. These low cost nightspots are very popular with the Filipinos as the beer is priced about half that of the ago go bars. The young people who frequent them can drink and sing all night without burning a hole in their pockets. Food can also be ordered from the stalls in the area.
We entered, got some beer, asked the waitress to bring over a plate of fried noodles from a eatery a few doors away and I hopped outside to a BBQ stand for a generous slab of charcoal grilled belly pork.
For an hour, we drank and ate while Starr crooned to her heart’s content.

Time for our quiet private world. We went to the Seven-Eleven store a block from our “hotel” to get our supply of beer, brandy and tidbits before heading back. First, we showered together to rid ourselves of the dust and sweat from the hot evening. Its great to relive the rousing touch of Starr’s gently hands as she soaped my body whilst I lathered and fondled her perfect cones. Done with the cleansing, we dried up and head for the sofa to cuddle and watch TV while partaking in the pleasures of imbibing the alcohol. We were comfortably bare-bodied, me in my Esprit briefs and she in a pair of eye-popping red thongs.

In due time we got onto the bed and slipped under the covers, huddling tightly together to luxuriate in the warmth of our trapped body heat. Content for the moment with just the close bodily contact, we watched the tely for quite a long while. Eventually, our slowly exploring hands got more serious and Starr’s fingers snaked under the waistband of my undie to encircle my pulsating truncheon. Her dancing fingers exacerbated my growing discomfort within the tight confines of my undergarment. I bade her to slip it off and she duly complied; together with her own. By then we were comfy enough with the temperature and she threw off the sheets to clamber down my body. I braced myself for the highly anticipated high pleasure as her mouth zeroed in onto the shiny dome of my warhead.

Oooooh…aaaahh. The oral heat that seared the sensitive tip sent bolts of erotic feelings coursing through my nerves. She wrapped her lips tightly around the circumference, tongue revolving round the smooth surface in the hot confines of her dainty mouth which moved ever so slowly down my stiff shaft. Her sunken cheeks drew its inside walls against the semi-devoured flagpole, creating a powerful vacuum that threatened to draw in my “yang” essence. The next fifteen minutes were ecstatic for my tortured senses. I threshed about, at times whimpering incoherently. My body went numb from the extended sweet suffering of my impossibly solidified penile tissues at the dancing fingers, flickering tongue and smoldering lips of the maniacal Starr. Her mouth worked at my fearsome weapon as if it were some delectable gastronomic delight. She virtually slurped and devoured the meat like its her last meal on earth. Her hunger was such that I was in mortal danger of her biting off my sausage and mincing it with her chewing molars before swallowing the resultant melange of flesh, blood and saliva.

Despite my violent protestations, Starr kept up her attack on my balls and baton relentlessly.
“I want to blow you till you cum in my mouth. I want to eat your juice. Mmmmmm. Haven’t tasted it for a long time now.” She looked at me sultrily through seductive half closed eyes as her hand grasped my stem and her lower lip hovered above the slit on the tip, barely touching it.
“No, I want to be inside your sweet pussy now. I missed it. It’s been so many months. You can have your way later.” I protested.
“Pleaseeeeee. I want to eeeeeat. You can fuck me later.” She intoned lasciviously.
We fought playfully over our respective preferences. My superior physical advantage over her was nullified by her hold – both literally and metaphorically – on my soon-to-be-vanquished warrior. Her mouth went back to eagerly continue with the fellatio. I had been holding back the expectant result of all that oral ministration with a Herculean effort but my strength and resolve were fast ebbing. The end won’t be much longer as I felt the faint but inexorable rumblings of an impending eruption.

to be continued..............

Love888
26-09-2004, 09:02 PM
what can i say u are in LOVE ha

regards Love

phenom
04-10-2004, 06:57 PM
what can i say u are in LOVE ha

regards Love

Love? :D
I am no dove-eyed muddle-headed butter-hearted, still-wet-behind-the-ears puppy-love adolescent.
For me, its just pure unbridled lust. ;)


Duo qing jian ke wu qing jian
phenom

phenom
04-10-2004, 07:48 PM
Starry Days and Starry Nights
.............continuation


Starr sensed the imminent climax and increased the tempo by bobbing her head ever more furiously on my engorged stalk. I was totally helpless. Try as I did, I couldn’t resist her mightily sucking mouth anymore.
“Arrrrrrrrrr. I’m ccccccuuuuuuuummmmmmmmmiiiiiiiinnnnnnnnnng.” I surrendered unconditionally.
She stopped the up and down movement to disengaged her head from my pubic region. Her hand holding the base, she pointed my firehose at her open mouth inches away, awaiting the onset of the spurt. The fiery goo shot upwards, the first torrents landing on right below her left eye. She re-directed the spray into her hungry mouth, her protruding wanton tongue catching most of the showering cum. Gravity made some of the hot sperm drip down a corner of her mouth and also down her hand which was holding on to my stovepipe.
“Mmmmmm”, Starr smacked her lips with her tongue, slurping up the wetness around her mouth. She squeezed my still-hard erection and flicked the tip of her tongue at the final drops oozing out of the tiny slit.
She then lapped up the remaining seminal fluid on her hand. That done, she wiped her chin with a forefinger and inserted it through her pursed lips, sucking the sperm-stained digit noisily.
Amazing! She had licked clean every single droplet and swallowed all of my torrential ejaculation.

Contented, she crawled up alongside me, laid her head on my chest and began to absent-mindedly draw irregular patterns on my body with her wandering fingers . Drained of my vigour, I dozed off, awakening a few short minutes later to find her fingers dancing on my slowly re-vitalising dick.
“What are you doing?” I admonished her.
“Waking him up to go inside my pussy.” She grinned mischievously.
“No, I need to rest.” My protest was vehement.
“You must fuck me first and then you can rest all you want.” Starr insisted, her countenance indicating that she would not let me off. .

There seemed to be no escape. She had her way in our earlier bout and looked to get the better of the current tussle too. Her determination conquered my protests and I had no choice but to give in. Two to zero in her favour.
Trying to buy some extra precious minutes, I suggested: “Ok you win, but let us wash up first. We are both so sticky.” We helped each out of bed and showered again. When we were almost done, Starr suddenly knelt down under the streams of falling water to pop my soft penis into her mouth. She performed her oral magic on her deflated prisoner and in no time it was resurrected to its earlier erected glory.
“See? He is ready.” My tormentor announced triumphantly.
What can I say? I was her captive, her slave. I was completely under her thumb. I could not and would not resist her charm and skill.

She toweled me and herself dry, then firmly grasping my hardened meat, led me to the bed.
I was made to lie flat on my back and she clambered on top in the sixty-nine position. Shoving her sweet pussy against my face, she immediately resumed the attack on my stiff warrior. I was rarely into cunnilingus but Starr was one of the very few exceptions. The folds of her labia were like flower petals in bloom. They looked and smelt inviting. She was cleanly shaven. I peeled back the lips to expose the pink entrance to her tunnel of pleasure. I skimmed the soft moist flesh with the tip of my tongue and she let off a satisfied moan. I twirled my striated muscle around the inner circumference, stabbing in as far as I could go occasionally. She responded by sucking my weapon even harder and faster. I told her to slow down and then turned my attention to her cute looking anus. I reamed and suckled at the puckered orifice.
Öooooh, ahhhhhhhh!!!.” Starr’s throat rumbled at my invasive exploration.

“I am going to fuck you now.” Starr abruptly announced, and without giving a chance for any word from me, threw herself around to face me. Her lips clamped onto mine as her hand slipped between our bodies to search out my rigid lance. She grasped its throbbing girth to guide the knobbed head to her wet and ready entrance, furiously rubbing the smooth dome against her slimy labia before impaling herself on the upright phallic pillar. Our interlocked parrying tongues prodded each other’s mouths without respite as we frenched deeply in the ecstatic throes of onset coital penetration. The sweet sensation of bare flesh to flesh genital contact sent shivering shock waves coursing through the myriad pathways of our nervous system. The initial excitation gradually petered out and we kept still, indulging ourselves in the luxuriant feelings of
my palpitating tool nestling serenely in the constricting walls of her pulsating love tunnel.

Coupled tightly together, we started to rock our pelvises gently and then gyrate with gradually increasing force and velocity till my meaty stirrer felt like it was in mortal danger of being twisted and ripped off from its roots. The enveloping walls of her vaginal passage had gotten warmer and wetter. I could feel the hot moisture seeping down my buried shaft to our matted pubic hairs. With a wicked smile, Starr sat up and with her hands on my chest for support, started to literally screw me to kingdom cum. With our coital organs well lubricated by her juices, her thrusts were smooth and powerful. I need not do anything but just kept still and let her rape me. Up and down, she banged without mercy as her pubic bones crushed repeatedly onto mine.

She really meant it when she declared earlier that she would be humping me. With such energetic movements on her part, I could remain passive no longer. My hands reached up to cup her delightfully rounded grapefruits as I started to reciprocate her jackhammer actions, meeting her every stroke with an equal and opposite force. Starr’s almost boundless energy eventually atrophied and she began to tire from all that turbocharged overdrive. She let her body slump over mine and continued with an ever slowing pace till the movements became virtually imperceptible. We had been at it for almost half an hour and were fatigued. For the next long minutes we did not move, content in being physically coupled to each other. By the by we recovered from the earlier exertions but my little brother had had lost some of its previous earnestness; its now in a semi erect state.

Starr got off from my body and went over to the dresser to rummage through her bag.
“Ah, here it is!.” She exclaimed, her hand holding up a quail egg sized smooth ovoid object that was attached by a metre-long wire to a small cylindrical container.
“Let me play with you.” She teased at my askance countenance as she approached the bed.
Depositing herself between my legs, she brought the little egg against my balls and flicked a switch on the plastic tube-like object, which turned out to be a battery holder.
Whrrr…whrrr…whrrr! The smooth rounded object vibrated on my scrotum with a sudden jolt.
“Nice?” Starr giggled.
“Errrmmm” I muttered non-committedly.

Fully concentrated on her self-appointed task at hand, she set about rolling the vibrating egg all over my family jewels. Not a single pore on my genitals was spared the tingling movements of her toy. That together with her kneading fingers rejuvenated my libido in no time.
She was like a little girl indulging in her favourite kiddies’ game. Gleeful delight sparkled from her eyes as I squirmed under her incessant ministrations. I groaned at her torturously arousing manipulative fingers.
“Next round.” With those two words, she brought he mouth down on my cockhead, sucking strongly and circling the egg slowly down the stiff column as her lips traveled towards the base.
The plastic pebble was guided all over the ribbed skin of my scrotum before finally ending up at the puckered hole of my backdoor. Her deliciously sucking mouth had distracted my attention from her devious plot to violate my rear orifice. She had positioned the vibrating egg against my anus and suddenly, in one swift forceful thrust, Starr pushed in the pointed dome, which was well lubricated by her flowing saliva.

“Arrrrrrrgh.” I squealed and tried to squirm away. No use! Starr’s firm hand followed the limited movements of my posterior which she had clamped tightly with her arms. Add to that her mouth’s hold on my truncheon and there’s simply no escape. Pleasure (from her illustriously sucking mouth) and (pain of the anal invasion) racked through my brain.
“Stop moving or I’ll bite.” She threatened ominously, words muffled by the mushroom head in her mouth.
“Just lay back and relax. You will get used to it.” Starr mumbled and then got back to milking my engorged totem pole and violating my rectal porta.

After what seemed a purgatory-yet-heavenly eternity, my tormentor cum pleasure-giver switched off her dastardly contraption and removed the accursed egg device from my anguished rectum. I heaved a great sign of relief. Starr went back to my raging warrior to oral worship it a few more minutes before looking me straight in my eyes and declared: “You can fuck me now!”
She then got onto her back and opened her legs wide, beckoning me with a slutty wanton look that had me scrambling on top of her in no time. In my heightened state of arousal, brought about chiefly by the awesome sucking skills of Starr’s luscious red-hot mouth, it took all the inner reserves of my mental faculties to embark on a controlled penetration and subsequent act of copulation.


to be continued..............

phenom
12-10-2004, 10:13 PM
Starry Days and Starry Nights
.............continuation


It was already mid morning on Saturday when I woke up with the still sleeping Starr in my embrace. What a night we had! Boozing and screwing our asses off like there’s no tomorrow. She had finished a half bottle of brandy and me cans upon cans of San Miguel cerveza. After being ravaged in the back by Starr’s toy egg, I had made slow and deliberate love with her. I had powered into her wet pussy in long sure strokes at an unhurried pace. There was no furious high rev pistoning. Even then, the pumping carried out solely in the missionary position had lasted hardly ten minutes before I released my full load into her heavenly warm gushing wet pulsating crevice. Another shower followed and then we nestled into each other comfortably on the bed as we enjoyed our drinks, conversation and the telly. Eventually we drifted into the other paradise……….

Fondly recollecting our joyous carnal reunion of a few hours ago, I took hold of her left hand, which was splayed across my chest, and placed it around my semi-erect hotrod. Her fingers curled over the stem and started to gently knead it. Lightly surprised, I glanced at her face on my shoulder and saw her dilated eyes peering dreamily through half closed eyelids.
“Mmmmmmmm.” She muttered sweetly in her transition from the never never land to the waking world. “What time is it now?”
“Time for brunch.” I replied.
“I am not hungry yet…………but your hotdog should be ok.” She laughed cheekily and proceeded to stroke my rising warrior with the hand that was clasped around it.

Wow! Her words and hand action were damn effective. Blood poured rapidly into the column, hardening it in seconds.
“See? He’s ready to be eaten.” Starr teased.
Without another word, she shifted her head downwards to the hairy undergrowth. She planted wet kisses around the shaft and balls before flicking out her tongue to lick the domed head.
“Umph! Umph! Umph!……..” She made quick snatches at it with her partially parted lips and then nibbled the sensitive smooth sphere with her gnashing teeth.
“Ooooh! Arghhh!” I alternated between cries of rousing pleasure and fleeting pain.

Her light biting continued down the veined skin of the engorged ramrod and onto the tightening folds of my scrotum. More wet tongue work on my private parts and then her mouth zeroed in on my upright shaft, devouring three quarters of it in one quick downward motion.
She was content to leave it inside her mouth for the next moments, keeping her head still and tasking her busy tongue inside to do the job of bringing me to ever-higher levels of sensual nirvana. Her lips soon joined in actively and together with her rigorously sucking mouth set forth to drawing out my male essence from deep inside my boiling cauldron of red-hot jizz.
It looked like she was not after any pronging but rather pursuing her declared statement of just eating my hotdog. She went on and on with the extended blowjob till my end was imminent.

“Where do you want my cum?” I warned her.
“All over my face and breasts.” She disengaged herself and laid down flat on her back, sweeping her full mane of hair away from her face.
I clambered over her body to aim my porker a foot above the region around her slightly parted lips. All it took was a few strokes with my fisted hand and the stream of sticky semen quirked all over her lower face and neck.. Her tongue flicked out to lick the globs around her lips and her hands came onto her cheeks and down her neck to spread the main puddles over her breasts.
“Ummmmmpppphh!” She purred sultrily as she continued rubbing my sperm around her delightful twin mounds.

As I squeezed down on my slowly deflating phallus, Starr raised her head and stuck out her tongue to collect the last few droplets of my milky ooze. I moved off to lie beside her and watch her smacking her lips and tongue merrily with the remnants of the goo. Her hands had by now spread the main force of the
seminal deluge all over her chest making it glisten in the oblique rays of sunlight streaming through the slits in the curtain.
It was not till after sometime when the semen on Starr’s body and face had already dried up that she made a move to get up from the bed to the bathroom. I followed suit and we ended up showering together once again.

By then it was late morning and as Starr preferred to laze around – good programme on the cable channels – rather than to take the trouble of dressing up and be fried under the hot mid-day sun, I went out alone to buy back some food. Food! Ah!……..I made a quick beeline for the lechon baboy stall at the junction of Fields Ave and MacArthur Highway. That’s charcoal roasted piglet Filipino style; soft tender succulent meat and thin crispy melt-in-the-mouth golden skin..….hmmm, heavenly! I brought back a half kilogram (costs only about S$5/-), some buns and drinks.

The rest of the day was spent cavorting around the spacious comfortable room. We alternately watched the telly nestled in the sofa while partaking in the food; and cuddling together in bed to savour the wonderful feelings of body-to-body contact. Evening came by soon enough and after some discussions, we decided to take a trike ride over to MacArthur Highway near Dau. The destination was to be the ……………Japanese restaurant for a fine meal of Sashimi and Udon. The place was not crowded and we had the full attention of the serving staff. An hour and many beers later we were done.

On the way back we dropped off at the fair grounds between M A Roxas Highway and First Street; a stone’s throw from our “hotel”. Like a child, Starr went around the various rides wanting to check out
virtually every one. We went up on quite a few; the “crash cars” being the most funfilled for us as we
had a hell of a time banging into each other amid her high pitched squeals of delight. Some other dizzying and stomach churning whirligigs later, we were fatigued out.
Enough outing for the evening, so we headed for the nearby Seven Eleven for our poisons and then zeroed in to our love nest a block away.The next few hours in our room was spent boozing and frolicking from the sofa to the bed; in the nude. Time seemed to stand still and before we knew it, it was way past midnight. We had a final round of rambunctious copulatory merriment; preceded by her excellent oral foreplay before we eventually called an end to the night.

I had earlier told her that I will be going on to Manila the next morning for my business meetings and would leave for home on Friday without coming back to Balibago even though I had all along planned on back-to-back weekends there as usual. My intention was of course to indulge in my usual favourite pastimes of barhopping and melon hunting.
I was always in search of new conquests and my repeats were few and far in between. In the case of Starr, I had gone way beyond my usual limits; having had her for an unprecedented grand total of six nights from three trips. Enough is enough and time to move on to other yet-to-be-tested pastures…..or so I thought.

Before we wandered off to slumberland, she had kept on asking me on when I will return; so much so that coupled with my soft spot for her “no-horse-run” service, I told her I will try to re-arrange my schedule to make it back and see her the next weekend.
Her mood had turned contemplative to the point of being forlorn and melancholy. She was genuinely hankering for more time with me. She had even wanted to follow me to Manila and be with me for the duration of my stay there. I was tempted to accede but had to reluctantly desist, as it would interfere greatly with my serious business. In the end, I made up my mind and promised her that I will make the necessary arrangements to go back to her for the next weekend.
Ah, there goes my barhopping plans but it will be more than made up for with the company of the delectable Starr. With that decision, I was actually excited and really look forward to another few days of carnal satisfaction in the arms…..and legs of my celestial companion.

The alarm on Starr’s handphone, which she had thoughtfully set for me, went off before dawn. Time to get up and embark on the two-hour road trip to downtown Manila. I looked at her watch on the bedside table and noted that it was only five-thirty; a good half an hour before what I told her I would like to wake up to.
Anticipating my question, she offered: “I want to play before you set off.”
“I am dead beat and have a full day of work ahead. No more exertions for me.” I warned her.
“You don’t have to fuck if you don’t want to. I just want to suck your hotdog again.” She winked at me wickedly and moved down onto my groin, positioning her face barely inches from my dick. Her fluttering fingers lovingly stroked the already hard column and she flicked out her darting tongue to occasionally jab at the tiny slit on the apex. She pursed her lips to blow an almost constant stream of warm air along the sides of my throbbing hard-on. This went on for some indeterminable minutes after which she angled her head so that she can rub my hot phallus flat against her cheek, with her tongue turning its attention to my hairy balls. She went on to suckle each testicle in turn, tongue incessantly exploring every little nook and cranny on the rough surface.

With gentle meticulous touches, she slowly steered my overworked sperm-producing factory to generate a final pool of pungent spunk for her hungry palate. Her delicate stroking fingers had done most of the work and she was ready to launch her closing assault.....with her mouth.
Her lips and teeth ringed the bulbous warhead, and with one smooth motion, plunged in till the tip scrapped her tonsils. She sucked hard, and with her wriggling tongue inside supplementing the excitation, I erupted mightily down her throat in no time.

phenom
17-10-2004, 09:35 PM
Starry Days and Starry Nights: the second weekend


Starr gave me no peace during the following weekdays I was in Manila. She would call and sms me at various hours of the day and night, begging to be with me. She did not intend to turn up for work till after the coming weekend with me. She kept on asking me for the hotel I was staying at but I told her that my abode was not fixed as I kept moving from one of the Metro Manila cities to another; which of course was not really true. As I was kept busy during the days and some evenings meeting up with customers, she would be even more bored to stay alone at my hotel than at her home. Her pinning for me had infected my soft melting heart and I longed for the days to pass faster. Other than spending a few hours on two occasions at the Edsa International Entertainment Centre to booze and partake in the cheap thrills of eyeing skimpily clad nubile gyrating bodies, I did not chiong at all in the capital city.
Eventually Friday came by. Text messages flew between us. Our excitement permeates the airwaves. By late afternoon I was up on the Victory Liner heading towards my honey pot. On arrival at the Dau terminal, I made straight for my “hotel” which Starr had already booked for me. We had co-ordinated our timing so that we arrived at almost the same time; she was just a minute behind me.

We were apart for only a few days but our joyous embrace at our reunion would have (non-existent) onlookers believe that we had not seen each other for years. We grabbed and groped at each other. Our mouths docked, lips tightly clamped and tongues parrying furiously. After sucking the breaths out of our respective lungs, we disengaged and settled down to the nitty gritty. I looked at the huge luggage she had lugged along and burst out laughing. “Are you going on a round-the-world tour?”
She had practically brought along a whole wardrobe! Those clothes could last her a full fortnight! Yes, I had told her that it would be a long weekend of three nights this time as Monday will be SG’s National Day and we would have Friday, Saturday and Sunday nights together; one more than our usual two nights.
As it turned out, she again had no intention of going back home, preferring to spend every single minute of the sixty hours with me. Still, over a dozen change of clothes would be definitely way too much anyway one look at it. Later on, I was to realise that she was trying to spice up our extended rendezvous.with a constant refreshing swop of dresses and nightwear at every single opportunity. Whether it was after a shower or putting on attire to go out, she was always getting into something different. What a salivating fashion sideshow!!!

Anyway, we wasted no time in getting into the buff, taking a quickie wash-up and finally got onto the bed in a tangling web of flailing arms and legs. As if trying to make up for our six thousand four hundred and eighty minutes l—o—n—g separation, Starr started to literally devour me. From my head through my torso down to my feet, her mouth was frantically searching for some protuberance or other to pounce on. My ears, nose, lips, nipples, fingers, kneecaps, toes and finally my balls and dicky; they were not spared her relentless attack. When her lips and tongue had completed their arduous odyssey, she snuggled up to me and was contented with just lying by my side with my encircling arms hugging her tightly.
Her left hand was not idle; from drawing lazy circles on my chest, it traveled southwards to stroke my awakened warrior.

What followed was more of the blowing and screwing that she had been dishing out the past weekend. In the entire sixty hours that we were cloistered together, we repeated the funtastical boudoir romps; cosying ourselves in our “lovenest” and going out together only for the occasional meal outside. Most of the time we would eat in with the food and drink I went out alone to purchase. And of course we stocked up on the booze and snacks from the nearby SevenEleven. As mentioned earlier, I shall not go into the graphic details of the rest of our sweet glorious copulation and her mind-numbing fellatio. With plenty of time on our hands, we enjoyed ourselves carnally to the fullest; much like being on a honeymoon with nary a care on our single-tracked minds.

In our long weekend of sexual debauchery, Starr had sucked so illustriously at my phallic column for such great lengths of time that it seemed she was totally engrossed and enamoured by that meaty blood-filled gherkin. She would stuff that fat raw sausage into her hungry mouth at every other free moment and break into wide satiated grins upon every gush of cum juice splattering on her wanton face. That girl simply lives to blow and of course fuck as well. She was pretty adventurous too.
We had tried many variations of carnal activity as described previously in my other FRs on Starr. I had even attempted to unsuccessfully penetrate her virgin asshole but her cries of extreme pain made me stop going beyond the entry of my mushroom head. On one of the shower sessions, in the aftermath of ejaculation, she had requested a “golden shower”…..on her face. The thought of committing such a debasing act on a woman - even though it was her idea in the first place – made me draw the line. I offered some excuses of my urine being too smelly from the voluminous amount of alcohol in my system. Reluctantly, she accepted my explanation of not acceding but not before my promise of doing it to her another time…….a promise which she thankfully had not remembered.

So it was that our leisurely indulgement in lust eventually came to its predetermined conclusion on Monday morning when she once again sent me off to the bus liner terminal for my journey back to Manila and onward to home. It was a soulful goodbye and we parted with Starr’s rejoinder that she hope to see me again…….very soon.

But how soon?
I shall see about that!

phenom
09-11-2004, 11:33 PM
The time has cum for me to once again booze and screw in the sextown.
Balibago; see you in two day's time. :D

mongerx
15-11-2004, 04:18 AM
Phenom,

I will be in Balibago Nov. 23 - 30. If you are going to be in Balibago any of these dates, send me a message and let's get together for some bar hopping.

phenom
27-11-2004, 02:15 AM
Phenom,

I will be in Balibago Nov. 23 - 30. If you are going to be in Balibago any of these dates, send me a message and let's get together for some bar hopping.

Alamak!
I was there from 11/11 to 16/11 and again from 19/11 to 21/11. Went on to Brunei and Sarawak after that and just got back home hours ago.
Anyway, I was stuck with Starr again all the time.

Coming: my FR titled Starr: Trekking the final frontiers. ;) :D

phenom
24-12-2004, 12:34 AM
Starr: Trekking the Final Frontiers


In The Final Frontier installment (fifth in the series) of the Star Trek movie franchise, the ship’s crew ventured to go boldly where no man had gone before.…...to the center of the galaxy in search of the Supreme Being.
In my own series of Starr sexventures, on our fifth rendezvous, I crossed tentatively into the darker realms of sexual debauchery in skimping the frontiers of kinky sextisfaction that I had not gone to before……the Golden Shower and the backdoor entry.

Not knowing how to pass the super long Deepavali/Raya holidays fruitfully, I made a last minute plan to visit my Manila customers from 16/11 to 19/11.
I managed to get my flights confirmed on Tuesday 9/11, two days before my intended departure. By making use of that 5-day break, I would have plenty of time to booze and screw before getting down to serious business.

But, disappointment was in store for me!
For two solid days, till I stepped onto the departing aircraft on Thursday afternoon, I tried to contact Starr to no avail. As I had done, the past two times, I initially sms-ed Starr to tell her not to go to work on the dates I intend to spend with her. Not receiving any reply after a couple of hours, I messaged her again.…..and again…...and again…….....

From that evening till my take-off on Thursday, I kept on trying; without success. Dito via e-mail. Even on my arrival in Manila very late at night (transiting) in BSB (I took Royal Brunei as I had planned to be in Oil-land on my return), and along the bus ride to Angeles City, I kept calling her number with the same “please try again” automated reply.
I arrived dejected at nearly 1am in Balibago. Making a beeline for Cheetah where she worked put an end to my hopes. The place had closed down and a banner in front proclaimed it as under renovation; to re-open soon as the Viper Room.

I immediately made some adjustments to my plans. I will look for her at her home in Dau later on as she had brought me pass and pointed out her residence during my previous trip.
I then left my backpack with an old time friend’s dressmaking shop (still open at that unholy hour) and started walking along the main drag to start my drinking spree. Since it was already 1.00am, I would drink till the last bar closes at daybreak, then have a leisurely breakfast before tucking in for a slumber till noon. In the afternoon I will set off on my search for Starr.

No sooner than I made up my mind as I ambled along than I happened to cast an eye to a bar across the road, on my right. That happened to be the Angel’s and among the group of three eye candies beckoning to me to patronise it was one golden tressed lass who was just beginning to turn around. Our gaze caught and…ohmigod!!!
It was STARR!!!!!!
I literally leaped over the deserted road and gathered her into my arms.

Surprise and joy appeared on our faces and coursed through our excited bodies. Words rushed out in torrents through our chattering mouths. We questioned and answered each other on our well being in the three months of our separation. I also queried her on her uncontactability and found out that her hp was at the repair shop. When the flood of emotions had subsided a millennium later, we took stock of the situation.
Starr had started work as a doorgirl two days ago. As she was still on duty, I had to pay her barfine to bring her away. I could either do that at that late hour to the undeserved advantage of the bar or I could leave Starr till the morrow and stick to my earlier plan of barhopping. But could I really tear myself away from the heavenly body that had occupied my mind for the last sixty or so hours? Of course NO!!!

I backtracked to the dressmaker a couple of hundred metres away to retrieve my luggage while Starr headed back inside Angel’s to change into her street clothes. We met up again minutes later and strolled the short distance to our regular hideout. There was only one room left and we took it. BIG MISTAKE!
That room was under renovation and there was no aircon ! What the heck was going on? No one seemed to know anything. I had already paid, the price had been increased from P990 to P1150 and the cashier was unable to effect any refund. @#$%^&*!!!

I was in no mood to search around for another hotel in those wee hours of the morning, as I knew very well that the nearby ones were in high likelihood fully booked. Finally it was the security guard that ran around trying to get things sorted out. The solution, after an hour of helter skelter, he offered was that another room would be made available only at 5am. I guess my no option but to get a couple hours of shuteye under the fan in the mess (fortunately the bed was ok) and take up the problem with the management after daybreak.

We laid down fully clothed and fell into deep sleep almost immediately; to be awaken at close to 5am by the heavy knocking on the door. The friendly guard announced that we could move over to the vacated and made-up replacement room. What a relief! Anyway, I was able to get the amount for that few hours in the sorry excuse of a room reduced to a quarter, ie my offer of P300 was accepted. Case closed.

Not surprisingly, we slept till the late morning. For brunch, I went out to my favourite lechon baboy stall at MacArthur Highway and bought back a portion of the crispy roasted piglet which we ate with fresh-from-the-oven pandesal; a very tasty local bread. Our tummies taken care of, we adjourned to the bed to indulge in the joys of the flesh.

That was the beginning of another four full days and nights of sexciting carnal fun with my precious Starr.
Much had been described about our boudoir romps in my long running posts on Starr. In this latest narration I won’t go into the details of her sucking mouth and her contracting pussy in the throes of orgasm nor would I repeat the many times of my cummiinnnggg on her face and body, in the depths of her tight cunt and in her wanton mouth.

Again, against the grain of my usual pattern of boozing till late in the night before settling for different chix for overnights, I was fully in the company of Starr in those five nights. I had a total of ten ejaculations, most of them on her face and into her mouth. There were also a lot of sucking and screwing around without any final eruption on my part. We spent most of the days and nights in the room, alternating between eating, sleeping,, screwing and cavorting around. The few times we went out were to the nearby internet café, SevenEleven convenience store and for some eating out once in a while.
So things were rather routine till on Sunday when I was finally edged on by the very persuasive Starr to favour her with a golden shower.

A Golden Shower?
Yes, that’s right. She wanted me to pee on her.
Now that was rather deviant, Its something I never thought I could even dream of doing. I mean isn’t it rather debasing to be on the receiving end of a stream of hot dirty urine raining down in all its revolting stench? She had first mentioned that she wanted to experience the feeling of being awash with my liquid bodily waste on our last weekend together in July. I had then dismissed that notion as totally nonsensical and gave it no further thought. She brought up the subject again on Friday, and all through to Sunday she kept on badgering me to give it a shot.

Ah well, just to humour her.
That afternoon we in bed were watching TV and drinking to our hearts’ content. We were fully nude.
When I got up to relieve myself she followed suit with a wicked glint in her eye. I thought that she was also going to empty her bladder but when we were inside the bathroom, she sat on the floor, inclined her body backwards and looked up at me pleading: “Over here please.”
I just stared at her.

“Pleassssssseeee.” She whined plaintively and reached out a hand to encircle my semi-erect firehose.
I didn’t think I had a choice. I couldn’t hold back the rising tide. She aimed my prick at her breasts and whistled cooing-ly.
“Come on.” She urged, slowly stroking along my by-now-full erection. I gave in.
Shoooosh!!! A powerful jet of golden threads shot out, hitting her smack on the neck. Upon contact, it splashed and rebounded, to fall again in multiple droplets on her bosom and face. An acrid odour of a melange of alcohol-tinged ammonia rose to fill the confined space.

“Oooooh! Feels gooooood” Starr murmured, eyes partially shut to savour the warm stream. Usually, when I booze, my bladder would hold for a pretty long time before the pressure built up strong enough for me to go to the toilet. The first visits therefore result in an outpouring of a substantial amount of the bodily fluid.
Like torrential rain, my falling urine seemed endless, threatening to drown the giggling girl in an acidic flood. All the while, as she luxuriated in the warmth of the flowing wastewater, her hands was busy; deliberately and slowly pumping on my responsive cock. When it finally dispensed its last drop, she got onto her knees and leaned forward, bringing her open mouth upon the mushroom head.

Her hand then reached for the tap and turned it on, sending a light spray of cold shower gravitating down upon us. She closed her eyes as her face assumed a dream-like trance. Her tightly clamped lips effectively entrapped my swollen head for her snaking tongue to weave its magic inside. Slowly at first but gradually gaining speed, the tip of the swirling striated muscle painted my highly sensitized dome. One hand went under my balls to massage them and the other began to pump my shaft maddeningly.

The suddenness of the surprise blowjob and the very kinky-ness of the wet wet scene heightened my libido. Feeling the rising tide, she let go her sucking mouth and moved back her head to receive the full force of my spurts on her sultry face…………......

pinktits
23-01-2005, 12:15 AM
hi balibago cheongsters,

i am new to the philippines cheong scene. Been here only 2 trips. Do not dare to take their transport as still not very familiar. Basically have read all the forum regarding phils cheong scene. So far only been to Air Force 1 flight 168 health spa. I did post the rate at forum "philippines info any?'. because of reading the forum, horny and gian so no choice ..spend $$$ in AF1 taking a cab.

I would like to try balibago, but currently now in sgp. Based on page 1 or so description to get there...is there any major changes. Victory liner (still 99pesos). Description only to balibago CBD from dau bus station. When i am at balibago CBD..how to go back to dau bus station, any indication on the jeepney. Please enlighten.

Thanks in advance.

pinktits

roadster01
24-01-2005, 10:47 AM
Hi, I am very new here and is now given Philippines under my care as part of work from this year. Though visited Manila/Makati on adhoc basis, normally just been to AF1 and some other 'clubs', am very new to Manila/Makati still.

Will be there these couple of days from today starting my new territorial coverage. Would appreciate any pointers and contacts there for quick startup.

Meanwhile, I will share any contacts I may have once more 'into' the action asap.

Cheers.

phenom
28-01-2005, 12:10 AM
hi balibago cheongsters,
I would like to try balibago, but currently now in sgp. Based on page 1 or so description to get there...is there any major changes. Victory liner (still 99pesos). Description only to balibago CBD from dau bus station. When i am at balibago CBD..how to go back to dau bus station, any indication on the jeepney. Please enlighten.

Thanks in advance.

pinktits

After you have indulged in the pleasures of that sextown, you wouldn't want to get back! :D
Seriously, all you have to do is ask the friendly people there and they will tell you.
Anyway, you have a choice of the all-present tricycles at P50 a pop. Hop in and the driver will get you there in a jiffy.
Then again, for a tenth of that princely amount, you can either go to the Checkpoint and get onto a jeepney with the "Dau"sign. Alternatively, hail a passing one at MacArthur Highway from the direction of Angeles City towards Dau (at the end of Fields avenue, just cross the highway); usually with a "Mabalacat"sign.

phenom
28-01-2005, 12:17 AM
Hahaha!!!

I am heading thataway again this Saturday morning for my Starr. :D

Will be there till after the Lunar New Year. Kekeke!!!

pinktits
28-01-2005, 01:50 PM
After you have indulged in the pleasures of that sextown, you wouldn't want to get back! :D
Seriously, all you have to do is ask the friendly people there and they will tell you.
Anyway, you have a choice of the all-present tricycles at P50 a pop. Hop in and the driver will get you there in a jiffy.
Then again, for a tenth of that princely amount, you can either go to the Checkpoint and get onto a jeepney with the "Dau"sign. Alternatively, hail a passing one at MacArthur Highway from the direction of Angeles City towards Dau (at the end of Fields avenue, just cross the highway); usually with a "Mabalacat"sign.

Hi Phenom,

A thousand thanks!

pinktits

mongerx
17-03-2005, 01:33 AM
Now you can fly directly into the little town of big sin from SIN on Tiger (To Clark AFB.) There are offering three flights weekly and have an introductory promotional fare of S$25.98 one way. Now I want everybody to go screw there brains out, because I really want Tiger to continue these flights so I can go all the time! :D

Freestyler69
17-03-2005, 04:03 PM
Now you can fly directly into the little town of big sin from SIN on Tiger (To Clark AFB.) There are offering three flights weekly and have an introductory promotional fare of S$25.98 one way. Now I want everybody to go screw there brains out, because I really want Tiger to continue these flights so I can go all the time! :D

yea just got their newsletter today confirming that. It's great cos it's cheap and saves you valuable time to get to Angeles from MNL, especially the mad traffic there.

It's dirt cheap in Angeles but do not expect same satndard like BKK or Hatyai, even Danuk/Golok/Betong/Batam/balai seems alittle more advanced than Angeles. But quality wise, it's up to your luck..go early and you get the best worms..

Cheers

phenom
18-03-2005, 09:28 PM
My umpteempth pilgrimage to the City of Fallen Angels commences tomorrow. :D

jgw
03-04-2005, 07:47 PM
After reading the happenings in Balibago, I booked myself a ticket on TigerAirways from 6 July to 10 July to Clark-Airbase. How far is Balibago from Clark Airbase? Any brothers will be there during that time? I have been to Manila many times but never been to Balibago. Slowly reading the forum and gathering info.

jgw
05-04-2005, 10:50 PM
Any guys going to Balibago from 6 July to 10 July? Can recommend any hotel near the action area? This will be my first time there .. . hope there will be some bros going there the same period. Thks

After reading the happenings in Balibago, I booked myself a ticket on TigerAirways from 6 July to 10 July to Clark-Airbase. How far is Balibago from Clark Airbase? Any brothers will be there during that time? I have been to Manila many times but never been to Balibago. Slowly reading the forum and gathering info.

phenom
15-04-2005, 03:44 PM
Tomorrow going again, you know! ;) :D

Martini, My eta in debauchery street is 5 to 6 pm.
Will sms you when I get there.
My Starr will be checking first and waiting for me.
Do you still have any mojo left? kekeke!!!

phenom
15-04-2005, 03:54 PM
Any guys going to Balibago from 6 July to 10 July? Can recommend any hotel near the action area? This will be my first time there .. . hope there will be some bros going there the same period. Thks

There are tons of hotels in and around the CBD (Central Bar District) such as Orchid, Central Park, Anchorage, Vian Lodge, Blue Nile, Royal Amsterdam, Swiss Chalet, Euro Tour......suits all budgets from an emperor to a mendicant. Some of them are perennially booked though.

ZIEBART
22-04-2005, 03:03 AM
I am booked Tiger Airways to Clark/Manila may 5 and would like some advise. Sorry if I sound stupid but do help:
1. How far away is Angeles/Fields from Clark? Distance or travel time.
2. What are the transfer options from Clark? Taxi, mini bus, motorcycle etc and their respective prices and of cos whats yr recommendations for us newbies.
3. Can I get decent rooms at Fields for abt S$20? Pls give names of hotels if u can.
4. Any special advise for us newbies coming to Angeles City.
Thanks in advance and if anyone wants to team up with me with similar dates, PM me.

Amigo
22-04-2005, 03:51 AM
wah from manila to balibago if iam not wrong is 6 to 7 hrs. its at pampamga

mongerx
22-04-2005, 10:30 AM
I am off to AC again tomorrow for a week. If anyone is going to be in town and wants to meet up, send me an inbox. Also, this will be my first time to take the Tiger Air flight to Clark. So I will report back on the ground transportation options. However, AC is right next to the AFB and it's about a ten minute taxi ride. But I believe they rape you for 100-200 pesos for this. But I will report back with first hand info.

derekc
22-04-2005, 04:32 PM
I am booked Tiger Airways to Clark/Manila may 5 and would like some advise. Sorry if I sound stupid but do help:
1. How far away is Angeles/Fields from Clark? Distance or travel time.
2. What are the transfer options from Clark? Taxi, mini bus, motorcycle etc and their respective prices and of cos whats yr recommendations for us newbies.
3. Can I get decent rooms at Fields for abt S$20? Pls give names of hotels if u can.
4. Any special advise for us newbies coming to Angeles City.
Thanks in advance and if anyone wants to team up with me with similar dates, PM me.

Hi bro,
Clark to Angeles is onli 10 mins drive (Angeles is outside of Clark Airbase).
There are no cheapo hotel in Clark, better off staying at Angeles.... price wise range from 400 pesos onward depends on facilities...
(3) Angeles city is a small town with lots of bars (used to service the US forces personnel).
(4) Beware of your wallets been picked....
BTW if you are in casino, there is one in Angeles and at least 2 in Clark
cheers and Mabuhay

ZIEBART
23-04-2005, 01:25 AM
Thanks derekc for the answer n advise. Points noted. Mongerx u have great trip and also note advise given. Awaiting yr experiences and further advise. Maybe I can help you cover up loose ends if any on yr return.
Mongerx if you want to save money on calls, do buy a smart sim card for 150-180 P with 50 P load inside. Use it during yr trip and when u come back, I will buy over from u. Do choose a nice number. Heard there are lots of phone stalls/shops at Shaw Mall or something like that.

phenom
25-04-2005, 01:17 AM
I am booked Tiger Airways to Clark/Manila may 5 and would like some advise. Sorry if I sound stupid but do help:
1. How far away is Angeles/Fields from Clark? Distance or travel time.
2. What are the transfer options from Clark? Taxi, mini bus, motorcycle etc and their respective prices and of cos whats yr recommendations for us newbies.
3. Can I get decent rooms at Fields for abt S$20? Pls give names of hotels if u can.
4. Any special advise for us newbies coming to Angeles City.
Thanks in advance and if anyone wants to team up with me with similar dates, PM me.

1. About 5km. (5mins by cab and 7mins by jeepney).
2. From Terminal to Maingate and vice versa: Cab = negotiate but do not pay more than 200pesos.
Jeepney = 8pesos. For the first timer - but only if you are street-smart - as you exit the terminal building, turn left and follow the road to the security gate (3 minutes' walk). Once pass the guard, turn into the first road on your right(less than a minute), cross it and wait for the jeepney to the Maingate. However, not all jeepneys along this route will get in here, so a better bet would be to walk further up to the main road (3 minutes) and hail a freguent jeepney there. Coming from the Maingate to the Terminal would be easier as you can tell the driver when you board that you are going to the terminal.
3. Non-aircon cheapo rooms at 295pesos (S$9/-) a night can be had at Wobbly Pension House (5 minutes' walk from Maingate) in Perimeter Road. High ceiling nipa roof means the room won't be stuffy. A good deal for the price if you just want a place to sleep alone after a long night of boozing.
An even cheaper place is Vian Lodge Hotel in Vian Street, of Santos Street (blowjob row). But its lowest-priced 250peseo rooms are a dump, and the hotel itself is shit anyway.
4. For all the info that you need to paint Balibago red, do some homework; take a little time to go through this thread.

phenom
25-04-2005, 01:40 AM
wah from manila to balibago if iam not wrong is 6 to 7 hrs. its at pampamga

You are totally wrong! 7 hours will get you all the way to Baguio on a good day.
From Balintawak in north Manila to Balibago takes only an hour.
From elsewhere in Manila, it all depends on the traffic but not more than another 2 hours at the worst road condition. My usual departure point is the Victory or Five Star bus terminal in Pasay (the southern end of EDSA) and my shortest journey from there to Balintawak is one-and-a-half hours, the shortest (at almost midnight) is less than half an hour.

phenom
25-04-2005, 01:48 AM
Thanks derekc for the answer n advise. Points noted. Mongerx u have great trip and also note advise given. Awaiting yr experiences and further advise. Maybe I can help you cover up loose ends if any on yr return.
Mongerx if you want to save money on calls, do buy a smart sim card for 150-180 P with 50 P load inside. Use it during yr trip and when u come back, I will buy over from u. Do choose a nice number. Heard there are lots of phone stalls/shops at Shaw Mall or something like that.

Mongerx don't need your advice as he already had a local SIM card a while back. :D
Anyway, Globe is a better option than Smart; as I belatedly found out after I got the latter. :(

phenom
26-04-2005, 08:22 AM
Originally posted on the Philippines Info thread; 19-04-2005, 08:25 AM:

He's right, my report.....

I was always too lazy to go to Balibago,
and stayed in Manila for my trips to Philippines.

I did my first visit to Balibago.
To make it short: It's a great fun-place, I'm sure to go there now regularly.
Booked oredi next trip in May.

Arrived, been picked up by the hotel, no problem.

After check-in went first to look at the ladyboys.
Got a good BBBJ with CIM, but they aren't that pretty.
So if you like ladyboys sometimes, better Patong or Pattaya.
The Thai-LB's are prettier.

Evening I had food and several beer in the bars,
just for getting impressions and get used to it.

I strolled through Santos street, found a lady,
got BBBJ, fuck, willy worked still well,
but after 10 beer plus condom, holy shit,
I couldn't come. Stopped it.

One beer more, tired, slept alone.

Next morning after breakfast fully loaded, found nice 19y/o lady with body to die for.
Picture on request via email, but just the body.
Firm body and tight pussy, cum almost with the BBBJ,
it took just 60secs after fuck to come, even with condom.

Puuh, got rid of it, relaxed.
Walked some around, some pictures to see the place.
Looking around.

Afternoon, decided to go back to her, another round,
same, but at least it took some minutes more.
But still her BBBJ was so convincing,
I had to slow her down not to shoot off all of my good protein.
Her FJ-qualities I can't judge, cause after her BBBJ
the remaining time before coming was too short, hehe.

Had evening food and some beer in bars, decided to take
girl (21) outta Nero's Forum.
LT, nice, BBBJ with CIM before sleep,
BBBJ plus FJ in morning.
Average, well performed, but not sensational.
7.5/10

Meet up with bro Phenom in evening,
we went through lotsa bars until drunk.......
No girl overnight.
But lady Rosalinda from our bar number 3 is first on the agenda for next time.
:-)

Met Phenom again next morning 10am and we had good breakfast,
checked out and I left my bag in Phenom's room.
Then some beer in bars in Perimeter Road. (12-1pm)
Maybe we drink four beer in different bars?
Maybe.

Then into a blowjob bar, okay, got sample from girl,
horny again, got another beer.
Got sample from another girl and one more beer.
Oredi 1pm, my flight back to KL at 4pm.

Second girl performed an excellent suck, decided to take it,
otherwise I would sit horny like hell in the plane.
That's the worst case and is to be avoided.

She made willy to stand from zero to nothing within a minute,
CIM shortly later. It took around 15 minutes including all.

Went down to Phenom.
Another beer because thirsty.

She gave sample to him, he was convinced. (1.30pm)
They went upstairs.
Don't like Coke, so better one more beer.

Waiting... (1.50pm)
Still don't like Coke, one more beer.
Waiting... (2.15pm)

Waaaah, 2.15pm, sitting drunk in BJ-bar, flight is 4pm,
my bag is in a closed room somewhere in a unknown hotel,
the room owner is somehow gone with a girl,
100 minutes left until Take Off.
Starting getting nervous........

Anyway, Phenom came back and we made it all in time.
Entered slightly drunken and relaxed the plane,
which was surprisingly exactly on time.

So far so good, Balibago will cater me again,
thats for sure! See Balibago in May!

Cheers - Martini

mongerx
02-05-2005, 02:49 PM
I spent a week in AC and here are some observations and anecdotes.
(Note this was written for a different board but I thought some here might benefit from the info)

Getting There –

This was my first trip on the new Tiger Air service from Sin to Clark. What a huge difference it makes not having to fly into Manila. A three hour flight and I am right there on the doorstep to my kind of mongering paradise! Tiger Air is open seating. The flight was 2/3 full. Interestingly 90% of the passengers were Filipinnos. Also there is a bus service that goes straight from the Clark terminal to Manila for 300 pesos. This seemed to be the modal itinerary of the passengers. One tip I would make is that you either get an exit row seat (the pitch is real small on these A320’s) or sit in the front or back of the place for the Sin-CRK leg (it is an open seating deal on Tiger.) They unload the plane from the front and back and there is a 200 meter walk to the terminal. When we arrived there were only three immigration agents so you want to walk briskly and get into that line early. I had a heads up on this, so I zoomed to the front, got through immigration, picked my bag up exit, breezed through customs, and hit curbside about 15 minutes after the plane landed. Norma’s has set up a little money changing table that was offering 32.1 pesos to the S$, but I hit Norma’s in town and got 32.5. There was a guy who dispatched a taxi at curbside and he told me it would be 200 pesos into town. I had him agree that would include a trip to the money changer before the hotel. A little expensive for the 10 minute taxi ride, but I am sure a better freelancer ride can be worked out. Also the airport exit fee is 350 pesos at Clark.

Hotels

- I still like the Hotel Royal Amsterdam Hotel, but make sure you do not get a room directly facing the back (These rooms end in x08 and x09) as there are a bunch of new vidoeke joints behind here that crank very loud bad singing until 4AM.

- There is a new hotel opening right across from the HRA called the Orange Lion Inn. It will have 12 rooms with half of them balconies overlooking Fields Ave. Looks sweet, but I failed to get a look at the rooms or any pricing info as the were having some sort of soft opening big Dutch Days party. I stopped in but the first floor looks like it is just a pub. I am curious and will check these rooms out in July if I can.

- The Wild Orchid Inn on Santos is really starting to take shape. The front looks attractive. Personally I will hate to see the end of Santos. Funny thing Flaming Bar right across raised its BAR FINE rates to 1200 pesos 600 ST. Who are they kidding? Yeah I still pay up twice LT to fuck huge titty MeAnn, great girl and probably the most outstanding rack I have seen in AC (yes much better than the Lani rack.)

mongerx
02-05-2005, 02:52 PM
Bars (Fields Ave)

Generally I felt the selection in all the Fields Ave. places was not very good. That doesn’t bother me as you always had to look hard for an available hotttie in AC. What I really noticed was that the LD hustle was turned up several degrees, much more pressure to buy drinks and drinks were sucked down very fast.

Some individual bar notes.

- Blue Nile and Blue Nile Excutive. I have never taken a girl from these places as the girls are too far away to easily initiate some get to know interaction. However, there used to be a fair amount of eye candy, but now I think the selection here is the same as elsewhere. However, these bars do make a great stop for you and your barfine(s)

- Misty’s still has one of the better Fields line ups. And this can be a fun bar to still bar hop at. Lo and Behold I actually had hit this place on a barhop with two barfines and I didn’t have a problem with bill padding. A First!

- Voodoo is an overhpyed place with no energy and bad lineup. Boring!

- Treasure Island. A tiny place that can get wild sometimes. Some old girls with only a couple of new ones. At least it looks like they got rid of the nasty old T-bird cunts that would accost you here.

- Rhapsody is still a good place to decent looking girls to barfine. Evidently I am not the only one who feels this way as all week the stocks of attractive girls were booked out by 8PM. Get here early if you want to see the selection. I also like the layout of this place as it promotes dancing and interacting with the girls. The LD hustle is pretty high and annoying here though.

- Ziggy’s- Lollipop. Well the Blue Fox is closed and they knocked out the wall to combine Blue Fox and Lollipop into one bar. Sadly most of the Mindano Blue Fox girls are gone now. No more Lani, Angel, Joan, Melanie etc. They have all been sponsored by guys. Only Miyoh remains. However, I still had a great time partying in here. One night I brought a couple of bar fines and we hooked up with a waitress with great D-cups and a super wild attitude. Partied here for three hours and got really hammered. Had one of my BF’s and the waitress giving me a vigorous double BJ in the bar. I fucking love AC!

- Lancelot. A comfy place with a big line-up but I wasn’t too impressed with look standard. They will play great music in here that gets the party going and then boom – a big set of buzz killing country music. I hate that.

- La Pasha. A new fun place that has a few decent lookers. The music can be good to strange as they play selections from music DVD’s

- Dollhouse. Nice facilities but a rather cold non-fun atmosphere. Designed for the quiet looky loo customer types. I did notice a couple of good lookers in the regular dancer line-up. I thought the feature dancer line up was a big fucking joke. I see so many hotter dancers jumping on stage while on bar hops. Once again, instead of actually recruiting good new talent and new place just recycles the same old AC talent.

- Bunny Ranch. After hearing so much about hot cousins and sisters here I decided to pop in and check it out. It looks like poor Yum Yum is all alone here now. No sign of the sisters or cousins. I bought her a couple of LD, a fun girl but not as wild as I expected. Also I thought she looked better in her pics than in person. I wasn’t moved to BF. However, I found this was a great bar to party in and it seemed that at some point each night I would stop in here to whup it up a bit. A good place and there were some attractive girls as well

- Brown Sugar, another place that has a great lay out and good choice of party music. Had a fun stop here one night, where I buy my BF’s ugly waitress friend some drinks and things got naughty.

- Butterfly Rock, I stopped here on my last night with my four bar fines (living large my last night!) What an awful place. However, one of my BF’s was drunk and wanted to do a body shot off my cock. Well she did the shot of tequila and was licking the salt and lime juice off my hard on. But the tequila didn’t sit to well and she regurgitated a lot peanuts. Luckily she was considerate enough to move my cock out of harm’s way. Oh, this place is lousy otherwise.

mongerx
02-05-2005, 02:55 PM
Bars on Perimeter Road

I find I spend more and more time in the bars each trip. I think the selection of girls is as good as Fields, the drinks are cheaper, the LD are cheaper and drank much slower, and I keep finding great fucks out here. Oh and the BF are all still 1000 pesos. Makes it more affordable to pick up a six pack

- My Bar is a new place in the old Lipstick’s space. Nice setup too bad not enough attractive girls. However you gotta love the two beers for sixty pesos and strong aircon.

- Magic Moments another new place that was great my first visit with lots of attractive girls. However, I stopped by another four or five time and there was nothing to note. However, this place is lit real well so you can see you bar fine first. Also, there are some real nice girls here working behind the bar and other staff positions. This places also opens at 10 AM and has local drinks all day for 45 pesos

- Stampede had been one of my favorite places but has had a noticeable slip. However there are about half a dozen bar fineable girls here. Crazy and wild Giselle is back working here. I am torn about barfining her as I think she will be a monster fuck but a horrible possessive psycho afterwards. Someone needs to take one for the team with the hot and nasty McGumby girl.

- Genteman’s Club has a small, but I think there are three or four really cute or slamming body girls in here. If these are occupied, at least the midget with the huge ass is interesting to watch dancing in her T-back. Also, there is one girl in here who must give some of the highest mileage for a LD in AC. Unfortunately I have a girl I like in here who I will BF when I return so I have not taken my turn to be molested.

- Touch of Class is still one of the bars I have the most fun in anywhere. I know that I am in a small minority here. Yes there are really only about half a dozen of good looking girls and way many more fugly ones. But man you get great mileage here and it is the best place to find great fucks, threesomes and three holers.

- Emotions, the more subdued sister of Touch of Class, has a better looking line-up with no bum rush of girls. I think the place is boring. However, I followed the Epi footsteps and barfined this completely outrageous nasty fuck. She is being true to her Boyfriend in Florida and not doing any LT. However for 1000 pesos you can get an unreal two shot “no holes barred” porno sex session. She is an unbelievable find! Good job Epi.

- Club Rio is still a great place to get a great BJ in the bar. What a skank hole this place is! Unfortunately there is only one young cute girl left. The cute cherry girl I regularly visited here now has a boyfriend and isn’t working.

- Nifty’s the sister bar to Club Rio, has a small lineup filled with some cute girls. However, they just don’t suck dick as good as the Rhinos in Club Rio. I did barfine two girls out of here and one of them was a fantastic fuck. I will be a repeat customer of this one.

- Bubble’s is a tiny hole in the wall club that has about 6 dancers when I visited and three were attractive. I had an awesome time finger banging some 18 year old hard body for the price of two cheap LD’s. Wanted to return but never go around to it.

- Thigh Hi. A bar next to Honey Ko’s where all the girls where thigh hi nylons with garter belts. Good in theory but fails in practice as the girls all tend to be under the Mendoza line. However, I was surprised this time as the line-up went for five to fifteen girls. There were a couple of Porker wet dream types in here cute chunky girls with great big tits. I entertained myself for a half hour getting a hand job and playing with the DD’s of a chunky smiling Samar girl. The damage 75 for the LD, 40 for a bottle of water, and a free shooter from the owner. I will drop by again.

- HoneyKo’s this is a relaxed place that plays the most awful outdated music. An all country and western format would be a big improvement. However, the waitresses give up a mean massage and there were four girls in here I would consider bar fining.

fred9355
13-05-2005, 01:59 PM
hi, iam flying to clark international airport on tiger airway. this is my first time using clark international. can anyone tell me if i am pr in philippines can i pay ecc over there when i depart or i need to go to manila to get the ecc (the green card).

phenom
15-05-2005, 08:20 PM
I have not written an actual FR on Balibago since my "Final Frontiers" piece on my Starr lover in December. Since then I had been back to the sextown on the 5th, 6th, 7th, 12th, 13th, 18th & 19th weekends of this year; over 3 extended trips to the Philippines.
During all those times, I had been with Starr almost exclusively. Yes, though I seldom go back for seconds, my lust for my stellar lover was so insatiable that I kept on getting back to her practically on every visit since I first had her way back in the relative eternity of October'03.

By now she had stuck onto me like superglue; following me to Manila throughout my working weekdays; in-between my weekend R&Rs in Balibago. Instead of sending me off on a Monday morning to the capital, on my last 3 trips this year, she would pack her bag and go off with me, returning together on Friday afternoon to Balibago.
Actually after that first time in early February, she had complained of being bored as I left her in the hotel for the whole day everyday while I was out for meetings. But despite declaring with certain emphatic finality that she would not accompany me again to Manila, she had dutifully done so repeatedly of her own accord during my March and April trips.

We had gotten very close; almost like real-life lovers but the beauty of it all is that once I left the Philippines, we would not communicate at all except for the rare occasional “miss you” SMS. We would resume our dovy-eyed relationship only upon my setting foot in Angeles City. I am having my cake and eating it too...ie a part time lover without being encumbered by matters of the heart).
I won’t be going into any of our numerous carnal romps as I have already described my previous ones in great details but suffice to say that our love-making remained as satisfying and adventurous as before…and then some.
However, as enamoured as I was with Starr, I did still, when the opportunities arise, ventured into other pastures. It was not easy since Starr had been getting ever more bossy over my movements. Even my barhopping at night while she was sleeping had been curtailed from the previous unlimited duration to just an hour or two each time.

Ah well, that is a price to pay for having progressed (or degenerated?) from commercial barfining (only 2 times out of the total of 39 nights we spent together) to the current personal stage of our “relationship”. The fact that she was able to spend so much time with me these days is she had not been “working” since the end of last year as she is being financially supported by allowance from her foreign “boyfriend”.
These days, she just turned up at the bar as door girl and/or assistant mamasan whenever she felt bored over extended periods when she was bereft of a visit from either me or her “boyfriend”. So another reason for me not posting any more FR on her – besides the aforesaid obvious repetitiveness nature - is she is no longer in general circulation as a WL.

Though I am not paying for her “services”, my spendings when with her; on restaurants, watering holes, and her indulgences like clothes, beauty salons, and other life’s little luxuries amounted to more than double what I would have expended on the fallen angels of Balibago. But then again, what I have gotten back from her in enjoyment of both my big and little heads is priceless.
I will be seeing her again in the middle of next month and also end of July and……
It seems that I am still not tired of too much of a good thing….yet!

As I’ve said, there won’t be anymore of Starr FRs from me in future except for snippets of the non X-rated kind. Subsequent raunchy reports will be of other bargirls as and when I have the chance or inclination to up them. In closing, let me recount briefly my 4 sexperiences outside of Starr in the last few months.

In one of my nighttime barhopping prowls, as Starr laid asleep in our room, I had came across a melons in Apollo bar of “blowjob row”. For the price of a ladies’ drink, she (name forgotten) had given me a sample bj under the table to my flaccid member which after a gloriously debilitating session with Starr was in no condition to rise to the occasion. On the following Sunday noon, while killing time awaiting my evening flight, I chanced upon that melons on the street. Remembering her appreciable sucking skill, my little brother, stirred uncomfortably in my pants and I made an impromptu arrangement to meet her at her workplace in half an hour.

For 500 pesos, she sucked, licked, laved and lapped at my nether regions for the good part of half an hour; culminating in my spurting a moderately sizeable torrent of gooey load into her wanton mouth. Unlike some of the other bars in Santos St, Apollo did not have a ST room. Ordinarily, customers at this joint would have to bring back the chix to their hotel for a tryst. But as I had already checked out (even if I had not, I wouldn’t bring her back as word would definitely get to Starr about my extraneous sextivities), I insisted on getting my sextifaction in the premises. The mamasan was accommodating and gave me the temporary use of her living quarters which turned out to be quite a dump. Still that did not detract me from enjoying the fruits of the melonic whore’s oral labor.

In February, in the midst of my extra long 2-week stay that spilled into the Lunar New Year, I was able to barfine overnight on 2 separate occasions when Starr had to go away to the province. The first was when being elated in having a whole evening off, I had intended to spend it in an all-night barhopping binge which I haven’t done in a long time. Over a dozen stops later, at around midnight, I chanced upon a melonic (what else would catch my attention?) doorgirl outside Gecko in Fields Ave. She was trying to do her job in persuading me to patronise her joint but I was transfixed at the sight of her massive over-spilling assets. She seemed friendly enough, and after chatting her up for a few minutes, decided to go in with her in tow.

Bought her a Ladies’ Drink and sized her up both physically and personality-wise (didn’t want to end up with a piece of wood). Of course her cantaloupes passed my muster and over the next 15 minutes or so of inane conversation, I deemed her alright for a one-nighter. Paid her barfine and off we went for some bedtime activities. Twenty-ish Terisita hails from the Visayas in southern Philippines. She was a easy-going person who acceded to my carnal and mammary desires without question. She licked, blew and then humped me to ecstatic oblivion into the wee hours of the morning. Totally spent by the very physical assertions, we slept till almost noon. I then sent her on her way. A reasonably shiok diversion but other than the melons, could not measure up to Starr (naturally).

On the other night of my “furlough” (my last day of that February trip), I had started my barhopping activities quite early; in the mid-afternoon in fact. For a change, I went to the Perimeter Rd stretch of bars that opens as early as 10am; and closes early too….10pm to latest midnight (as opposed to the afternoon opening and up to 5am closing of the main drag of Fields Ave).
My mind was set on an overnight barfine, but my initial aim of acquiring a sleeping partner only towards shortly after dusk were scuttled when after the third joint, I came face-to-face with a monstrous pair of milky, bouncy, heaving racks.

Not since Maggi of Champagne bar exactly a year ago had I laid my paws across another of Balibago’s fallen angel’s boobies which are as bewitchingly and deliciously of such gargantuan proportions. The moment I saw her shyly attempting unsuccessfully to conceal her overflowing mammary mass with her folded arms, I knew I just had to have her as my pillow for the night. Her name is something like Conchilita but I for the life of me could not recall with absolute certainty; being so besotted with her mighty chesty treasures that I had forgotten to note it down mentally.
To hell with boozing the night away. It was hardly late afternoon but that bar will be the last I would drink in for that trip.

I made myself as comfortable as I possible can in the high barstool by the dance platform. After she had finished her dance number, the mamasan noticing my unbridled gaze at her twin thermonuclear flesh bombs, inquired whether I would like her to accompany me at my drink. She must be kidding. My answer was of course an absolute affirmative, no two ways about it. All the Kings’ horses and all the Presidents’ locomotives could not tear me away from her bountiful assets.

Armed with the matronly lady’s good-intentioned caution that the young girl (only 18) would need some amount of persuasion for taking her away as she hardly accepts offers of barfines, I psyched myself to sweet talk to my cantalouped target. She was also from the Visayas (most of the bargirls are anyway) and had came over to Angeles to work in the bar only 2 weeks previously; after breaking up with her hometown boyfriend.

My efforts paid off after more than half an hour of patient persuasion and assurance of my good character. She was initially reluctant, having had a bad experience, as her previous one and only barfine with a demanding customer had ended disastrously.
Sometimes, having to go out of the way to please and cajole a shy young girl, though mentally exhausting, is a welcomed occasional escapism from the exemplary professional services as dished out by seasoned ladies-of-the-night. In the event, I was able to elicit a perfunctory one-minute blowjob from her dainty inexperienced mouth. The gingerly intercourse that followed is almost like the deflowering of a demure virgin but all these plus her magically soft creamy super-abundant bosom surely did make my day in the culmination of a gentle yet powerful summary ejaculation of my libido.

coming next: a super-duper blowjob in a Perimeter Road bar……………

phenom
16-05-2005, 07:04 PM
16-05-2005 11:52 AM superbe writings!!!!!

To the samster who upped my rep on my most recent Balibago FR with the abovequoted comments:
Though I am nonchalant about this points system (I write for my own pleasure and if anyone else also enjoy my musings, I'm the happier for it), I thank you anyway.
Please let me know your nick so that I can return in kind.

phenom
17-05-2005, 02:57 AM
..............continuation

A super-duper bj

After March’s eight solid days and nights with my delectable Starr during which I managed to close a sizeable deal (who says we can’t mix business with pleasure eh?), I had planned to return only at least another 2 to 3 months later.
But when fellow samster Martini-Fan PMed that he will be flying direct to Angeles City for the mid-April weekend on his maiden trip there, I was already contemplating to re-adjust my regional travelling schedule to squeeze in another sojourn to my celestial paradise. He’s an old buddy and being a first-timer to sextown, he will welcome my guiding light, right?

Yeah, yeah, its just an excuse for yet another stellar rendezvous. But I never go away solely for pleasures of the flesh. My missile has to have multiple targets. One stone two birds, or one arrow two condors; that’s my credo. Accordingly, I contacted my other potential customers for meetings and finally at the eleventh hour, I had enough appointments lined up to justify a business trip so soon after the last one barely three weeks ago.
At 5pm on Friday, I instructed my secretary to book for the next morning’s flight, got my courier-ed airtickets at 9pm and was off to the airport before daybreak. I had called Starr right after my flight was confirmed, told her to check into my usual room and wait for my arrival in the mid-afternoon. Upon touchdown, I SMSed Martini that I would hook up with him for barhopping circa 7pm; after a few hours of re(coital)union with Starr…..kekeke!!!

After obtaining a “temporary leave of absence permit” for the night from my “weekend wife”, I was off to meet Martini at his hotel lobby. He had his sextisfaction many times over before my arrival and as I just had my funtastical one (as usual) with Starr a short while ago, we embarked on the inebriation road with abandon. First, we went to the Champagne as I was hopping to catch another glimpse of Monstrous Melons Maggi whom I had ShortTimed a tad over a year ago. My, how I miss those Mount Everests! Though I had seen and talked to her a couple of times after I did her, she was ever so busy that I never had a chance to savour those silicon-enhanced boulders again. And, as it turned out, according to the mamasan, she had recently married and went away with a German. Sad (?? hahaha) as I was, it was time to let her go out of my conscious mind and move on to other mammary mountains.

More bars and beers later, we ended up in Wild Wild West, a relatively new setup off Fields Avenue. Its the favourite haunt of an institution of Balibago; the rose lady named Myra. She had been a fixed feature of the bar scene since she was a precocious skinny kid selling chewing gum on the streets three decades ago. Now a matronly 35 year old mother, she peddles stalks and bouquets of the thorny flower to LBFM-besotted alcohol-emboldened hot-blooded predators. We spent quite a long while there, downing bottles of San Miguel and bantering with my old friend Myra. Good ice cold beer, good eye candies and a good crowd, we left maybe almost 2 hours later to resume our barhopping well into the night.

Luckily, I encountered no nagging hangover the next morning. I messaged Martini to check out and meet me at 10. Then I went to shop for my usual breakfast of pandesal (delicious local bread nuggets) and a slab of freshly roasted piglet from my favourite stalls. I had arranged for Starr to go home for her house chores from late morning till the evening so that I could have the many hours free. After devouring the bread and meat in my room, Martini and I set off for Perimeter Rd to booze yet again till its time for my companion to catch his afternoon flight home from the airport a few km away.

We started with the Touch of Class in which I had witnessed another samster Mongerx snugly at the receiving end of a sample blowjob under the table 2½ months ago. The chix in this stretch of less glamourous bars are actually on the whole more spontaneous and less inhibited than their counterparts in the glitzier Fields area and the TofC is no exception. The dancers were having a whale of a time teasing each other and the customers as they went about their uncoordinated hither skitter routine. Most of them were just barely passable in looks but their non-faux demeanor are a delight for those thrill-seekers after some light-hearted forgettable fun.

We then moved on to more of the similar scene at some other bars in the vicinity and eventually ended up in Club Rio, a few steps off the main road. This was where the debauchery began!
Knowing that Martini is a sucker for a good blow in the openness of a seedy bar and to let him go home with some unforgettable encounter I steered him to that slightly up-market version of the dumps in “blowjob row”.
We ordered our cervezas and sat back on what passed as a sofa to survey the limited expense of the somewhat dankly interior.

A couple of gals were all over the fat bodies of the 2 other customers at the bar counter, smooching and fondling them as if they were hunks. Some other chix were near the back, chatting away. Soon, one of them came over to Martini and snuggled up to him. Later, upon her beckoning, another came to me and began petting. But I was not enamoured as to me she just across the thin border from being considered as ugly and she’s somewhat plumpish too. Her saving grace was she was really sluttish. I reckoned that maybe after a few litres of fermented malt I might just possibly succumb to her overtures. However, Martini was obviously on his journey to his 7th heaven. His girl was a tad better looking and slimmer but lacked the bitchy allure of her more promiscuous mate.

Soon, somehow or other, Martini dumped his earlier objective and gathered my chix into his arms. I sat back to partake in the free spectacle of the whore honey-ing onto my drinking companion. She claimed to be a very accomplished blowjob artist whereupon she was challenged to bestow a live demonstration on the very willing Martini.

Contrary to what I had determined earlier, watching her bewitching eyes with their fluttering lashes and her wicked tongue flitting wantonly across her sultry partially opened lips, I was beginning to feel a little aroused. I got harder as she reached into Martini’s pants and planted her mouth onto his slowly awakening tool. Her tongue and lips then worked their magic over his soon-engorged truncheon. The tongue was everywhere along his thickened and elongated prick; lapping and laving it with her gooey saliva. More sexciting was when her lips finally clamped onto his angry mushroom head and dived into the root of his stiffened phallic column. Her sunken cheeks displayed the evidence of her enormous suction power as she pumped her head at differing speeds onto his groin.

In no time the good man could not take it anymore and off they went upstairs to the privacy of the single room there.
So I was left alone with a semi hardon, sipping what was left of my beer. Two gals; one of whom was Martini’s earlier one, came over to molest me. My drink was getting warm, so I downed what was left and ordered a fresh ice-cold one. The two chix tried to persuade me to ST them but I wasn’t particularly interested. So they proceeded to give me free fellatio samples even without a Ladies’ Drink. A few minutes of oral stimulation by one and then the other failed to meet with my stamp of approval; so they left. Very soon, less than a quarter-hour later, Martini rejoined me; with a big grin on his face. I can tell that he was thoroughly sextisfied.

I couldn’t recall the exact details of what followed but the gal after servicing Martini, worked her considerable sensual charms on me. As I’ve mentioned, though she ain’t no looker, I was nevertheless hooked; line and sinker. After she had performed her sample on my by-then-hard dick, there was no escape even if I had been the disciple of Houdini. That few minutes of teasingly near-orgasmic sucking by her amazingly skilled mouth had poor me bamboozled.
In a stupor (not from the alcohol), I followed her upstairs to the promised land of sexual nirvana.

But….the room was occupied!
It transpired that one of the bar counter slobs had also succumbed to his sample-giver and had gone up just minutes before me. Rhea (that’s her handle) made me sit on the sofa outside the room and said she will blow me while waiting for them to finish.

Wow! That was great! She knelt before me, unbuckled my belt, unzipped my jeans, reached into my underwear and brought out my primed and loaded missile. My oh my, this hungry bitch ought to be awarded a Phd in suckology! For almost twenty minutes till the occupant inside the room was done with his business, Rhea blew, sucked, licked and nibbled at my family jewels with just the right pressure and tempo. Many a times she brought me to the edge of orgasm but never allowed my tortured libido to actual cross the precipice. She was really gentle even with her gnawing teeth over veined shaft. Her face became pretty in my hazy eyes. Her body bulk which had sort of put me off at first sight seemed immaterial in the new light of my enlightenment. All that mattered then was the supreme pleasure that had built up to almost critical mass in the nuclear furnace that was my balls and stovepipe.

Eventually, after an eternity, the door opened. I hurriedly disengaged from Rhea and made our way to the couch in the centre of the bare room. We quickly got rid of all our clothings. She wiped the PVC encased furniture clean with tissue and I laid down for her to continue where we had left off. We were in for another 20+ minutes during which I was serviced further by her wonderfully talented mouth. When she sensed that I would not be able to hold back much longer, she capped and then rode me gingerly for a few minutes. Finally, she got off, removed the prophylactic and blew me again till I cummed into her famished mouth!

mongerx
19-05-2005, 03:48 AM
Haha it is a small world indeed. Rhea is one of my little dirty AC secrets. Truth is she is ugly two times over, but she gives one of the best damn blowjobs I have ever had the pleasure of receiving. My actual routine was to take Rhea and a very young and cute cherry girl named Anelyn for double blow jobs. However, I don't have the staying power you do, I would last about 20 minutes until dropping a load in Rhea's heavenly mouth while having the cherry girl straddle my face. Sadly my dynamic duo is broken up as the little cherry girl has an expat boy friend and is out of the bar.

Phenom I have a very very hot tip for you my friend. You must take a walk down Santos street all the way until the last bar "Flaming Cafe." But go there during the daytime. Stop in to have a beer and makes sure you meet the daytime cashier there. You will have found the blue ribbon melons at the AC county fair my friend; I am talking HUUUUUUUUUUGE and Supernaturally Firm. However, under no circumstances should you mention that you know me. A friend of mine did this and she didn't go with him. You will want to go with this one. I am sure you will be thanking me later.

BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.

sassina2
19-05-2005, 05:32 AM
BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.

Phenom,

I will be there for 2 nights from the 10th and leaving on the 12th without a plan to sleep more than 3 hrs per night so if your sales targets are needing a vroom, get there on those dates too!

Craz.

phenom
19-05-2005, 04:44 PM
Yep, you guys told me about your dates sometime back. I'll be there in mid-June again; that's for sure. At the moment I'm trying to fix it so that I'll be in AC on the nights of 11th & 12th and then again on the 17th & 18th. My alternative dates are the nights of 18th & 19th and then 24th & 25th. I am aiming for the former of course so that we can paint the place a deep crimson together.
But if I couldn't coincide with you, then May the Fun be with you! :D
Martini-Fan will be landing in Clark on the 17th.

MX: Thanks in advance - not later ;) - for the monster melons tips. I'll try my very best to drown myself in all those milk (already hard now picturing it).....hopefully I can find the opportunity to sneak away from the now very watchful eyes of my heavenly Starr. (She's getting more and more possesive and suspicious of my extraneous sextivities now.)
As for staying power, no I am not that great. I lasted that long because I was already sucked dry after a week together with Starr. Otherwise I would have shot my load even before that guy inside the room finished his business.

Martini-Fan
19-05-2005, 05:31 PM
BTW I will be in AC June 10-17 let me know if you are going to be around then. Would love to do some perimeter road barhopping together.


Hehe, Phenom, well done the report. :D

Will be there from tomorrow 20th to 23rd May,
and 17th-19th of June.

Too late, got addicted to that place......

MongerX, you leave on 17th June? Why on a Friday?
Stay till Sunday.
Too bad.

Cheers!

phenom
28-05-2005, 12:24 PM
I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.

Mx and Sassina; see you guys on 13/6
Martini; see you on 17/6

sassina2
29-05-2005, 09:24 PM
I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.

Mx and Sassina; see you guys on 13/6
Martini; see you on 17/6

Phenom, confirm we bar-hop on the 11th starting with the perimeter bars!

I leave on the 12th so its a short visit! I can sleep if they have massage joints somewhere or I have to find a good masseuse from somewhere!

Martini-Fan
30-05-2005, 08:28 AM
I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.
Martini; see you on 17/6

Well done, dear.
So we'll get some relaxing time, hehe. :D

Cheers!

BkkPattaya
30-05-2005, 11:16 AM
Anone going to be at AC/Bilbago within the period of 1st to 9th June? 3 of us making our first trip there, so would be great if any lau jiao there can show us the ropes. Read thru all the postings, macham damned happening but still safer if got guide/fellow cheongsters.

fish76
03-06-2005, 06:54 PM
[QUOTE=phenom]I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.


Bro, check your pm.

Anyways, if case Bro Phenom's busy, any other guys will b there btw 12/6? My ticket on Tiger Air says 12/6 and departing Clark on 19/6. I am open to options, as in go travelling to Banue to see the rice terraces or getting sloosh till I fly home.

Any bros that dun mind additional company, pls pm me. Cheers and beers on me when we land. Haha.

phenom
09-06-2005, 10:01 PM
[QUOTE=phenom]I'll be back there on the evening of 11/6 till the morning of 13/6, and again on the evening of 17/6 till the morning of 19/6.


Bro, check your pm.

Anyways, if case Bro Phenom's busy, any other guys will b there btw 12/6? My ticket on Tiger Air says 12/6 and departing Clark on 19/6. I am open to options, as in go travelling to Banue to see the rice terraces or getting sloosh till I fly home.

Any bros that dun mind additional company, pls pm me. Cheers and beers on me when we land. Haha.

Haha; seems the City of Fallen Angels sure is getting hot among samsters after my inceassant "advertising" of the past three years. :D

Sassina and Mongerx will be touching down tomorrow and Martini will be repeating the pilgrimage of his newfound playground next weekend.
I just got home from Indo and my flight to Manila is booked for this Sat. but if I can pull it off, I would like to advance my trip to tomorrow.....keeping my fingers crossed.
With my amazing Starr as company, and hooking up briefly with the abovementioned kakis, I will really be pressed for time to meet up with any other third party. However, so as not to be obnoxious, I'll pm you my Ph hp no. and you can try to contact me once you get there. I'll then see If I can take leave of absence from my Starr ;)

p.s. if you up your offer of cheers and beers to melons, I die die will see you. If not, then maybe or maybe not. hahahaha!!!

jgw
12-06-2005, 10:53 PM
Any guys going to Balibago from 6 July to 10 July? This will be my first time there . Taking Tiger Airways. .. . hope there will be some bros going there the same period. Thks

phenom
23-06-2005, 12:11 AM
I got home last night after an extension of two days over my original schedule. Will do my FR in due course on a melons, a just-melons, a monster melons and oh yes; little snippets of new deviant sexual shenanigans with my superStarr. :D

Sassina, Mongerx, Fish76 and Martini: where are yours??

fish76
23-06-2005, 01:44 PM
Sassina, Mongerx, Fish76 and Martini: where are yours??

Hi bros, I will do a Lonely Planet Guide To Philippines over the next few days.

Flight: Tiger Air
Destination: Clark Air Base

Got out of airport, then hailed a cab. My group of 4 paid 300 pesos (3200 pesos is $100). Thought we got a good deal as there was a counter with a sign board that says 400 pesos. But it's not the best. Ask phenom.

Ok, went to hotel. Central Park. Recommended by Mongerx, hotel's not too impressive but the girls at the reception, my god, nice, 20 something looking, long hair, rather fair skin and we all were like ho say liaos.

Checked in, went to walk around Fields and Santos. All the bars are still closed. It was only 12+, their time. So we went to a restaurant to eat. My God, a JUG of San Miguel is 100 pesos, $3 man. And a main course of quarterpounder with salad and fries is 89 pesos.

After lunch, slightly drunk. Weather was scorching. So walked around to look for massage. :)

jgw
23-06-2005, 11:07 PM
Any guys going to Balibago from 6 July to 10 July? This will be my first time there . Taking Tiger Airways. .. . pls PM me .. . if not i will be left alone!

fish76
24-06-2005, 02:32 PM
[QUOTE=fish76]Hi bros, I will do a Lonely Planet Guide To Philippines over the next few days.

Body Bliss Spa
045 625 6190

This is a place that I find decent looking. Nice dark environment, cold air condition, and best of all, the moment I stepped in, I heard soft moans. Yeah baby.

The owner, Anita, was a nice auntie, asked standard questions, from where, how old e.t.c Then she told us, massage at her place, 350 pesos for 1 hour. Ta pao to hotel room, 500 pesos.

For reasons unknown to myself, I told her takeaway. So I went back to Central Park, shower, ordered a SM and some fries and ding dong. Marie, 20, wearing patient like uniform with a bright smile on her face walked in. I stripped myself to my birthday suit and she started away. She kept giggling as I was like ouch, arrrrrrrr, song man. Of course we talk cork and sing song and I reckon she had a better time massaging me.

Out of the blue, my hp rang, I turned to get it and accidentally rubbed her breasts. Remember I only have my birthday suit on, well, the other head took the opportunity and rose to occasion.

To cut the long story short, she was impressed by the other fishy member and decided to take him into her hands. I told her to suck me which she willingly obliged. After a good 15 mins of licking, sucking, teasing, rubbing and tickling, I fired my first shot in Philippines into her mouth. She walked to the toilet and spat it out.

Total damage: 500 + 300 (S$25: never even discuss how much, I just give based on my own estimation)

Showered and changed immediately as meeting phenom in 10 mins time. Damn it, no time to sleep.

fish76
25-06-2005, 03:01 PM
[QUOTE=fish76][QUOTE=fish76]Hi bros, I will do a Lonely Planet Guide To Philippines over the next few days.

Met up with phenom and started my introduction to the dark side. I mean this both literally and metaphorically. The first bar we went into was like any other in Pat Pong, difference is that it was only 5 p.m. in the afternoon and that the beers was something like 70 pesos. Most importantly, you have something like 30 or 40 gals in one small little bar, dressed in nothings but skimpy bikini dancing to the beat of the music trying to hook you to barfine them. How? They smile seductively, or flash you with their titties.

Did not spot any outstanding quality chicks so we left after 15 mins and went into another bar. This one, all the chicks are wearing coloured bikinis like the rainbow and that is all I remember. Worse than the first in terms of looks so we also left within 15 mins.

That’s 2 beers in 30 mins, and a jug earlier on in the afternoon as well as a 5a.m. check in. And after the massage, now I really feel tired. So I asked to be excused and went back to the hotel for a nap. Alone.

phenom
25-06-2005, 04:08 PM
temporarily Starr-less!!.......part 1 - melons


Starr, oh Starr!!!
Shall I or shall not?

That was the dilemma I was grappling with prior to embarking on my just concluded return to Mabuhayland starting from 11th June.

On the one hand, I had intended to break free from my fixation with her heavenly body; what with her getting more bossy over my movements when I was with her. But on the other, even though my ravenous hunger for melons was insatiable, I simply could not bring myself to the stage of voluntary Starr-deprivation.

Finally, after much mental tug-of-war skirmishes with my own anguished self, the pull of my celestial treasure was too much to resist. As was my usual pattern, I called her the day before my departure for Balibago.
Sometimes the phrase of “man proposes, heaven disposes” do come true and that was one of them. Things do at times have a habit of taking care of themselves. Starr replied that she won’t be available till the next weekend!!!

Eureka! That solved my predicament. I would be free to go melon hunting on the first weekend and then be back into the welcoming arms and legs of my incomparable Starr on the next. It couldn’t go any better than this. Talk about having my cake and eating it too. 

Mongerx, Sassina and Pokemon had already arrived a day before me; on Friday. I made contact at their hotel, the Royal Amsterdam and together with the latter two (Mongerx being temporarily indisposed), the three of use headed for “Blowjob Row”. The destination, Fleming’s, is where Mongerx had told me he had unearthed a solid monster melons. Sure enough, as we neared the place, a pair of Mount Everests was spotted in all their ensconced glory.

We settled in, ordered our “poisons”, and spent the next half hour verbally parrying with the gals. I chatted with the giant cantaloupes but as she is rather indifferent, I did not feel any great urge to ST her despite my worship of her bountiful assets. Ah well, the evening was still young then, there are many other bars to check out and I can always go back and chat her up more for more interaction before attempting to up her.

Anyway, we went on next to Champagne, met up with Mongerx, had our drinks and ogled the hordes of scantily-clad eye candies on the dance stage. Later on, we split up for dinner; M and S with their chix to the Sports Bar and me with P and another guy for some local delight of charcoal-roasted chicken and pork.
Some while later I ended up alone, heading for Fleming’s yet again to pick up where I had left with the monster melons.

But……before I could reach my target, I was waylaid by some enthusiastic giggling gals at the Honky Tonk which is a few joints short of my original attempted destination. One of them, while not as enormous as the one at Fleming’s, was nevertheless boobacious enough to warrant my attention. An added bonus was her friendliness and responsiveness to my pawing hands. In no time, I was hooked and I thereupon barfined her for the night.

Back to my room, she turned out to be as obliging as she was in the bar. I gathered her into my arms to crush her heaving globes into my chest. She put her arms around my neck and kissed me deeply, searing tongue darting every which way in my mouth. After an indeterminable time, we disengaged, removed our clothings and headed for the shower. Our mutual body cleansing taken care of, we made for the bed and I lay down on my back to await the oral servicing of the melonic blowjob artiste.

Her mouth traveled perfunctorily over my torso before zeroing in onto my aroused genitalia. As her lips and tongue did yeoman service, my hands were busy mangling her soft lumps of heavy overhangs. Those floppy papayas had seen better days and her body displayed tell-tale evidence of being well used, but who cares!

She knew her job well and gave me what I wanted. When she had blew and sucked me to a very heightened state, I made her lie down and screwed her for a short while. I had told her that I would like to cum in her mouth and once I neared the precipice of eruption, I disengaged to position my bum on her flattened mammary mass, my engorged truncheon spearing into her open mouth.

A few strong sucking motions later, I spewed my hot lava into her throat as her lips continued to clamp tightly on my spasms-ing stovepipe. As the last drops exited my cockhead, she raised her head and began to once again suck my now cum-smeared penile column. Some of the gooey milky liquid escaped down the corners of her mouth. What a sight! She let go only when I started to soften.

After cleaning up the mess, we went to bed for a short rest; me intending to go out shortly to rejoin the guys in their bar-hopping reverie. But the culmination of that satisfactory ejaculation after the day’s long flight and road journey took their toll. I did not wake up from my deep slumber till daybreak. Likewise my companion of the night.

As soon as we finished brushing our teeth, the gal automatically began to do what she had done to me the night before. Her mouth repeated her labour of bringing me to the brink yet again. Then came the same short bursts of thrusts into her hardworking pussy and finally, the shoot-off into her hungry mouth.
That concludes my tryst of my first melons for that trip.

Next: a so-so just-melons.

phenom
25-06-2005, 04:34 PM
Got out of airport, then hailed a cab. My group of 4 paid 300 pesos (3200 pesos is $100). Thought we got a good deal as there was a counter with a sign board that says 400 pesos. But it's not the best. Ask phenom.


If you had read and absorbed what I had posted previously, you wouldn't have been hoodwinked by one of the oldest tricks in the world: letting you first have a grossly inflated price and then offering you a "discount".....which you will then happily accept :D
But that being said, take that extra 100 or more pesos you been "cheated" of as school fees. And you can take heart that a very seasoned traveller like Martini had and is still continuing to pay his "school fees". ;)

on 25-04-2005, 01:17 AM

1. About 5km. (5mins by cab and 7mins by jeepney).
2. From Terminal to Maingate and vice versa: Cab = negotiate but do not pay more than 200pesos.
Jeepney = 8pesos. For the first timer - but only if you are street-smart - as you exit the terminal building, turn left and follow the road to the security gate (3 minutes' walk). Once pass the guard, turn into the first road on your right(less than a minute), cross it and wait for the jeepney to the Maingate. However, not all jeepneys along this route will get in here, so a better bet would be to walk further up to the main road (3 minutes) and hail a freguent jeepney there. Coming from the Maingate to the Terminal would be easier as you can tell the driver when you board that you are going to the terminal.

fish76
25-06-2005, 04:44 PM
And you can take heart that a very seasoned traveller like Martini had and is still continuing to pay his "school fees". ;)

Bro, give chance lar, newbie mah.

Sept, first week, u interested in China? ZhuHai, Tiger got some discount now. How??????

phenom
25-06-2005, 05:35 PM
No time for monkey business in Zhuhai.
Will be in AC again in Sept.
Going to Shanghai in the second week of next month.
In fact, my travel calendar is full till near the end of the year.

phenom
04-07-2005, 02:11 AM
temporarily Starr-less!!.......part 2 - a so-so just-melons


On day 2 early afternoon, I headed once again for Fleming's with the intention of getting a ST BJ from the aforementioned giant melons. But as luck would have it, She had gone off to Manila on a personal matter. Not a major loss for me as apart from those oversized bazookas, she had held no particular attraction for me.

I spent the rest of the afternoon hopping around the Perimeter Road bars, In the meantime, fish76 made contact and we arranged to meet at his hotel in the early evening. We subsequently did so and and to a couple of watering holes nearby for some ice-cold cervezas. Gave him some pointers on AC and other places to his interest in Pampanga and then we went our separate ways.

After a solitary dinner of some local delights, I continued with the boozing till I landed in Bananitas on Fields Avenue where I was accosted and then escorted by the friendly enough doorgirl who left me pretty much alone once she got me firmly seated at the bar counter.

This was the bar where I had in previous years barfined a couple of sweet buzomy young LBFMs on separate ocassions. This time round, I spotted some pretty ones dancing on the stage but apart from a sub-melons, the others were almost flat in my most important department.

When I was almost finished with my drink and was about to leave in a few minutes, the doorgirl who had in the first place dragged me in, reappeared and cuddled up to me. I looked at her profile and she looks to be a just-melons. There was still a couple of hours to midnight but what the heck; with her just-ample breasts rubbing along my arm and ribs, I was just about persuaded by my rising libido to take her on.

Her service was SOP; with the usual light catbath, blowjob and a satisfactory screw. As it was then still rather early, and being a habitual night bird, I asked to be excused for another round of barhopping. She did not want to follow but instead asked to be left alone to watch TV. I got back after a few rounds of cervezas but she was gone.

I went back to Bananitas and took her back with me. Thereafter, she put on an attitude, and with my mood for further horizontal activities gone, we did nothing more for the night and in the morning too. That was one of the cases where the chix and I started off well enough but ended up with a sour taste in the mouth. Ah well, we win some and we lose some.

The early morning busliner ride back to Manila was a breeze. I was surprised by the lighter than usual light traffic along the EDSA. I reached my destination in Pasay half an hour shorter than the average two hours it took from Dau to the junction at Taft. Suspicious, I asked the hotel whether it was a public holiday. The answer was affirmative; the Philippines National Day!

I called a few of my customers and as expected, they are all out to the provinces, enjoying the long weekend.
That left me with no alternative but to u-turn and hop on to the Victory Liner for the ride back again to Angeles City.

Next: an unexpected great monster melons.

phenom
09-07-2005, 07:14 PM
temporarily Starr-less!!.......part 3 - an unexpectedly amazing monster melons


The ride back again was equally smooth and quick. As I had just missed a day of work, my intention was to only drink and then be back in Manila about midnight which means that my barhopping should end at 10pm. In the event, I did stick to the latter resolution but as for the former plan of sleeping alone in Manila; errrr...............

It was shortly before noon and the best area for boozing at that hellishly hot hour have to be Perimeter Road. But since I was near Santos Street, I popped by Fleming's to find out whether the monster melons I was considering was back at work. As expected, she was still in Manila. So I just took a quick drink of the cerveza and was on my way to Rio and Nifty's. A few other bars later, I met up with Mongerx and boozed our way till we ended up at Stampede where he found his pot of honey.

Alone again, I drank, had dinner, drank again till it was almost 10 pm. About time that I will be on my way back to Manila, but before that I decided on that "one for the road". I looked around me and spied along that stretch of Fields Avenue a small bar that I had not been to for a long while. It was the Bedrock, formerly known as Super Star. I got in, went straight to the long bar counter, ordered a beer and set about to drink in the nice atmostphere. A few young girls were dancing on the stage in front of me. Though passably pretty enough, none of them possess the single most important asset that is and always will be my obsession.

I looked around me; and holy toledo! There at a tall round table near the entrance lingered a pair of enormous cantoupes; their oversized rounded contours accentuated by the tight-fitting white t-shirt. For a few moments my nervous system went into stasis. Not a single muscle of mine twitch as I stared wide-eyed at my latest discovery. She was chatting and laughing with a couple of other gals and though I kept looking in her direction while sipping my poison, it was a good five minutes before she happened to glance my way. Once the eye contact was established, I beckoned her to come over to where I was sloughed against the bar counter.

My gaze followed her as she sauntered towards me, the twin heaving balloons jiggling bouncingly. Her figure looks just right with no hint of extra fats. She had on a light ready smile and there was even a hint of a twinkle in her clear eyes. I began to feel that I am on to a good thing as she responded positively to my snaking arm across her acceptably sized waist. After the perfunctory mutual introduction, we engaged in a little small talk before the ever alert waitresses prepositioned me for drinks for my lady.

By the by, we grew ever more comfortable with each other. With my arm periodically brushing her monster boobs, in no time I was wildly aroused. I felt the urge to indulge in the pleasure of grabbing and burrying my heads in her giant mammary glands. Only problem is I had to go back to Manila in a few minutes. Staying in Balibago is not an option as I have work to do in the morning. Hoping against hope, I told her that I intend to barfine her and suggested that she follow me on the long bus jouney back to my hotel in the capital city. She thought for a moment and answered in the affirmative. I almost jumped for joy at the her acceptance of my solution that would satisfy both my serious and monkey businesses.

The bus ride - my third along that North Manila Highway in 15 hours - was uneventful with her snuggling very close along the entire one hour journey to the northern outskirts of Manila. The only blemish was when we reached Cubao we were the only passengers left. The driver decided not to continue to its final destination of Pasay and got the conductor to refund the amount acurred to final uncompleted portion of the trip. We had to carry on the last 15 minutes by cab.

It was a little past midnight when we finally got to my hotel and we wasted no time in getting out of our clothes for our shower together. I waited with abated breath as she peeled off her outer garments to reveal a stunning superbly over-endowed bosom that seem to be woefully undersupported by her otherwise standard proportioned body. My already hard baton jerkingly extended another inch when her twin mammoth globes sprang forth upon being released from the shackled confinement of her sexy black bra. Those eye-bulging pair do definatey rank among the biggest and firmest I had laid my hands on in a long long time. I couldn't wait any longer to grab and mangle them.

Ignoring her giggling protests, I pawed all over her marvelous treasures and kept my head buried in the deep valley till I almost asphyxiated. When she had about enough of me playing with those heavenly orbs, she led me to the shower by pulling on my hard meat roll. She cleansed us both thoroughly under the invigorating jets of warm water whilst I continued fondling the objects of my fascination. Other than my busy hands, I stood transfixed as she soaped and scrubbed my whole body; her gently kneading fingers lingering mischievously along my engorged column.

Soon, we were all done and as she reached out to shut off the shower, she bent down to plant a light smooch on my pecker. But before I could react, she straighted up to towel me dry. Wow, I couldn't wait to ram my truncheon along the chasm between her Mount Mayons through her lascivious lips right into her steamy hungry mouth. The aircon was very cold and we quickly jumped into the bed, drawing the thick blanket after us as we snuggled tightly together to avail ourselves of each other's body heat. Her lips locked onto mine and our tongues began their oral battles.

Under the sheets, her hands were busy exploring all over my body; and soon her lips joined in too as she uncoupled her mouth from mine to move southwards. Her licking tongue snaked its way from my ears down my neck to linger on my chest area. It then continued its sensual journey all the way to my feet before moving up again to my pelvic region. From the insides of my thighs, the flexible striated muscle slaved around my hairy balls and then zoomed in onto my anus. She lapped at the puckered orifice, alternately reaming and stabbing into the tightly closed egress of my alimentary canal.

She worked on my backdoor orally for some considerable length of time before shifting her attention back to my testicles which she painted again for a short while. And finally, what I had longed for since that fleeting peck at the shower on my mushroom head was about to unfold. She brought her head up to stare at me wantonly, extended her deliciously enticing tongue and began to lick at the base of my very stiff prick. First the underside and then around the column, her tongue and lips worked in unison to heighten my carnal joy even further.

My nerves were jingling from the pleasure. I tried to bring her head down to mouth my cockhead but she slapped my hands away. As I was to find out later, she had hardly began her oral torture on me. Her nibbling teeth was the next weapon on her arsenal that she brought out to bear on her labour of lust. Lips, tongue and teeth; the trio worked in perfect unison all over my phallic pillar. Many a times, I subtlely manoeuvred my pelvis to slip the tip of my shaft into her mouth but she always managed to smilingly avoid my attempts.

Eventually, she decided to end her torture of her withholding her oral coup de grace. She held onto the lower end of my stovepipe with one hand while the other started to finger my balls. She pursed her lips to gently blew a stream of warm air around the shiny dome and then, suddenly her delectable mouth was upon the purpled head. Arrrghh!!! The sheer pleasure of the hot mouth sucking my eagerly anticipating manhood brought forth a deep cry from my throat. It was just as I had expected, and more.

From the time I first laid my eyes on her at the Bedrock, through all our body contact at the bar and the long bus journey, to our foreplay up to this point, I had known that I would have great fun with her. Our chemistry had blended well. We would be in for a long happy ride together. Her mouth seemed to fit my cock perfectly. Her bobbing head, ringging lips, licking tongue and lightly scrapping teeth combined to gratify me to the zenith of sensuous ecstasy. She sucked, blew, licked, lapped and nibbled me into a state of semi-consciousness.


to be continued......................

phenom
09-07-2005, 11:25 PM
temporarily Starr-less!!.......part 3 - an unexpectedly amazing monster melons
......................continuation


For the next half an hour, all I was aware of was my cock in her hardworking mouth.....and my hands on her marvellous mounds! She skillfully kept me in the twilight zone between bridled control and unrestrained ejacuation. When she sensed that I might soon shoot off my wad, she would slow down or temporarily stop her pace. When my self control was back to some semblance of normalcy, she would once again work deligently to bring me to the stratosphere. It had been all of almost an hour since we disrobed. She knew that she could not hold me back for much longer as every square inch of my body had been crying for release.

I passed her the prophylactic I had earlier put on the bedside table. She slipped it on my member and positioned herself over it. Smoothly, inch by disappearing inch, I watched my raging warrior slice into the mouth of her ravenous pussy. She closed her eyes to savour the moments of penetration and let out a small gasp of fulfilment when I rammed it up till our pubic hairs mated. We kept still for a minute to relish the joy of our initial coital union.
Then, her vaginal walls started to convulse all around my deeply burried penis. I responded involuntarily with the flexing of my bloated penile tract.

We let the magic of the instant evaporate into the background before we began to hump against each other; gently at first but with increasing urgency as we progressed. Her body was lying flat against me front to front with me in the supine position. She was doing most of the work, with me thrusting up at times to meet her pumping actions. In fact, she was the one doing most of the fucking whilst the majority of the time I just laid back to drink in the voluptuous feelings she induced in me. Our copulation lasted only about five stupendous minutes. The eruptions when they came about were simultaneous amd earthshaking. We were danked in sweet wondrous perspiration. She smiled with a satisfied demeanour and hugged me tightly.

My verdict then was that she was certainly a rare treasure even among the best of all my Fallen Angels....ranking only below my "du yi wu shuang" (there is only one) Starr! I made up my mind there and then to take her for another night. She was very happy when I asked her not to go back to Balibago later in the morning but to accompany me till Wednesday. Now, with the sole exception of Starr, since I revisited Clark after my military days I had never had a Balibago chix stay a second consecutive night with me however good she had turned out to be; the later repeats included.

Even with Starr, after our first tryst, I had left her and had gotten back to her on the second night only after she sms me to say that she missed me and wished to spend another night with me. Of course in all our subsequent rendeavous, I had Starr continuously for even up to eight nights at a stretch............... Ah, my special Starr, but I shall not digress.

We had a good five-hour sleep and at about half past six we woke up to partake in another hour of raunchy lovemaking. Her fellatio at around twenty minutes was a tad shorter this time round but the screwing was very much longer than the first. Ultimately, the pleasure was just as great. After washing up, we had our breakfast and then it was time for me to go to work. I had shrewdly arranged my visits to customers such that by lunchtime, I would have to pass by my centrally located hotel on my way to other destinations.

When I saw her again in her underwear shortly after 1pm, I was immediately aroused. It was those half exposed firm rounded heavy giant cantaloupes that did it. There was no escape from those tantalising overgrown fruits. We took a quick shower and made for the bed in double quick time. In twenty minutes flat, we were done with the blowjob and the fornication. I was amazed that it was my third cummmming in the last twelve hours as besides Starr, I usually could not be stimulated enough to ejaculate more than twice in a day.

Lunch at the nearby shopping centre was hasty to make up for my bonking time. I then sent her back to my hotel and went about my business again till very late in the evening. By the time I got back, our meal was more like a supper than dinner and the good girl did not even complain about hunger. It looked like besides being an accomplished performer in the sex department, this chix is of an obliging disposition. What a jewel! I will definately barfine her again, opportunity permitting.

Empty stomach taken care of, we went back to my room to relax. The couple of hours before midnight were spent engaging in small talk and watching snatches of various programmes on TV. We had been cuddling together and eventually my tired-out over-worked jackhammer slowly but surely came back to life under her determined ministrations. Her fingers had been playfully fondling my sleeping worm as she laid beside me on the bed. When it rose to the semi-erect state, she winked and went down on me. She had started to make me go for the fourth screw in the last twenty four hours. I knew it wouldn't be easy but she had the resolve to accomplish her self-appointed task.

It turned out to be the longest continuous blowjob I ever received in my entire life....all seventy minutes of it without a discernable break. She went about sucking it slowly and gently, coaxing the blood to flow smoothly into the myriad network of sacs in the erectile tissues. In all that hour plus of her oral labour, I had dozed off a couple of times and had a handphone conversation with Mongerx who was still in Angeles at that time. Her efforts finally paid off handsomely. She had made made rock hard yet again and I was raring to go. What an amazing sucking mouth and lapping tougue! And a great attitude to match.

We made mutually satisfying love in a variety of positions. When my end neared, I disengaged from our then missionary stance, peeled off the latex, moved to her head to position my fiery dragon over her mouth and bade her to suck till I cummed. It took less than two minutes of her oral finale for the spurts to spray all over her lower face. I then shaft my still-dripping protein hose into her eagerly open mouth to milk it dry. Just when I thought I had nothing else to give, along comes a final burst that shot into her throat.
Totally spent, I removed my slimy cum and saliva coated dick from her messy mouth and head for the washroom. She followed suit and we took our final shower together.

In the morning she had again looked at me askance when we woke up. I told her that I had no wish to overstrain my atrophying muscles though my little head down there would welcome another of her excellent extended blowjobs. Yes, she will be the number one on my list of LBFMs to return to whenever my inimitable Starr is not available which is not often.

By eight in the morning, I had sent her to the Victory Liner terminal for her two-hour ride back to Balibago. So it was "Goodbye and I hope to see you again, Christina".

phenom
10-07-2005, 01:46 PM
Starr...at last!!


Though I had been sexually fulfilled over the weekend and even more so on Monday and Tuesday, I could not help missing the company of Starr. The romps with Christine were funtastically beyond my wildests expectations but with the lingering memory of Starr in the background, no other chix can ever even come near to the same level of affinity I shared with my celestial object of carnal aadventures. Her XXX-factor had been one of a kind and I don't see it been replicated. She had informed me that she will be available from Thursday but with my work in front of me I have to stay in Manila till Friday afternoon.

I made the usual arrangements to meet her in the early evening but this time at the Royal Amsterdam since I was able to get a room for this one night in this perrenially booked hotel right in the centre of the main drag. As I've said previously, I shall just gloss over my sexventures with Starr as so much had already been wriitten on our coital unions. That weekend was, as usually the case, to be a two night affair with me leaving for home on Sunday morning. However, on Friday evening, I received a sms for a meeting with a customer on Monday. I immediately changed my plans and decided to go back to Manila the next day for another three-night stay there. Despite her dislike of the capital city's crowd and noise, Starr agreed to go with me.

My "relationship" with Starr had gradually, through the one and a half years we had known each other, been brought to a level beyond just carnal. We had become genuine friends with her confiding in me many details of her private life. On the flip side, she had become more bitchy and nosy in our "love" life. We had our occasional squibbles which mirrored that of my own with my significant other half. Still, other than those minor quarrels, she remained the caring "lover" who would always enquire about the well-being of my family.

Friday night with Starr passed by with nothing of note. We just enjoyed each other's company and banter about our respective lives in general. We did not even engage in sexual intercourse till after we woke up in the morning. By noon we were on our way from Dau terminal by Philippine Rabbit to Santa Cruz and on to our hotel in Ermita by cab. It was my first time staying in that area but as I had been to practically every corner in Manila over my dozens of trips, its environs was very familiar to me. With the Huge Robinsons mall nearby and Manila Bay a few minutes' stroll away, it was a good place to while away the weekend.

We had an excellent dinner together with a customer in Chinatown, and early on Sunday morning we took a long leisurely walk along Roxas Boulevard to Intramuros and back again to our hotel. Lunch was at a nice Thai eatery at Robinsons. Starr was ecstatic at what I brought back for dinner. She had stayed in Singapore for almost a year some time ago and had missed our food (I usually took along with me her favourite roasted duck whenever I head straight for Balibago). That evening on my way back from shopping for Starr's toiletries at Robinsons while looking around for food to bring back, I chanced upon a small restaurant hawking Singapore Hainanese chicken rice, ice kacang and some other home fare. I ordered takeaways of the former two. Though not among the best I had tasted of these iconic dishes, the versions I found are reasonably close to the authentic ones back home.

Starr accompanied me on my long meeting with my customer on Monday morning. By the time we finished, it was way after the usual lunch hour. She suggest heading for our hotel vicinity to have the chicken rice and ice kacang again for our late mid-day meal, and the three of us thereby ended up there. Over that four-day period, we had sex only twice as her "mens" came a few hours after our Saturday morning intercourse. It was all clear only on Tuesday morning, ample hours before my afternoon flight. Though it was the least number of times per day (only 0.25 as opposed to our daily average of 2.0) that I had screwed her, that few days was also one of the most memorable period I had spent with her.

That last session also saw us breaking new grounds in deviant sexual games. What with her lapping up her ice cream from my almost frozen stick...........brrrr it was so cold that I thought my little brother was in mortal danger of falling off from frost bite!
And also my ejacuation into my present to her of a personalised coffee mug.....she had wanted her first drink from it to be my protein. :D
There were more but the above two that I related should suffice for this limited, non-juicy FR. ;)

mongerx
10-07-2005, 09:46 PM
I just returned from 10 days in AC. The highlight was meeting Christina - who is now working as waitress on the 11AM-7PM shift at the Doll House. Phenom must be commended for this true find! In fact I bar fined Christina for the last four nights of my trip. She is by far the best girl I have come across in AC.

However, my friend BF another waitress from the same shift at the Dollhouse and she had even more huge tits than Christina! However, she wasn't as horny. I will try and contribute some more discoveries from this trip when I am not so tired. While I am not an exclusive melon hunter I did enjoy a very high number of big melons this trip

phenom
10-07-2005, 10:29 PM
I just returned from 10 days in AC. The highlight was meeting Christina - who is now working as waitress on the 11AM-7PM shift at the Doll House. Phenom must be commended for this true find! In fact I bar fined Christina for the last four nights of my trip. She is by far the best girl I have come across in AC.

However, my friend BF another waitress from the same shift at the Dollhouse and she had even more huge tits than Christina! However, she wasn't as horny. I will try and contribute some more discoveries from this trip when I am not so tired. While I am not an exclusive melon hunter I did enjoy a very high number of big melons this trip

WOW!!!
On my next trip starting this coming Saturday, I must find time to have a threesome with Christina and her gargantuan titted colleague. Four monster melons to mess with. That's life, man! :D :D

cebeion
13-07-2005, 08:57 AM
Hi Brudders.

So far I have only been romping and humping around in Manila (Edsa, La Cafe etc..) However, after reading all the Zucee FRs (Esp. Brudder Phenom's) I feel that i need to recce Balibago on my aug trip. I will be there from 14th Aug till 3 Sept 05 and will be happy to join any brudders who are also there at the same time....Please PM me if you are interested for a live firing exercise!

Live to fuck, fuck to live.....

phenom
14-07-2005, 11:20 PM
If you expect the glitz and ritz of Manila or Bangkok, you'll be disappointed.
But if you just take this sextown warts and all, you'll be in for the low cost ride of your life. :D


I''l be back there again for three consecutive weekends starting from this Saturday.
And my Starr will be waiting for me.
Let me also try to see if I can sneak a a night or two away from her to return to monster meloned Christina. :cool:

jgw
15-07-2005, 07:57 PM
Was in Balibago on the first week of July 2005. Since I couldn’t find buddies from this forum to go there during that time, I made plans to stay in Balibago just for 1 night and spend the remaining 3 nights with my girlfriends in Manila. After my 1st night in Balibago, I realized that I should not have made appointments in Manila. I had the best time in Balibago. Great food, beer and women without big holes in ur pocket and relatively safe!!! Stayed in Central hotel. Visited a few bars .. . liked Vodoo and Lolipop. Took 2 girls. Paid Peso2400 (Peso 1200 x 2). I was told that its Peso 1000 if I took them after midnight .. . since I took back at 10.00pm .. . I have to pay Peso1200 each (am I over charged). But the girls were wonderful and had a great time with them. I will be posting some photos in the forum http://forum.sammyboy.com/showthread.php?t=40052 Woke up around 8am the next morning and went to Manila. Now planning for my 2nd trip – just to spend ALL the time in Balibago! I couldn’t wait to go there again. Thks to PHENOM who introduced us to Balibago!!

fish76
15-07-2005, 08:17 PM
I was told that its Peso 1000 if I took them after midnight .. . since I took back at 10.00pm .. . I have to pay Peso1200 each (am I over charged).

Even if u are, it's only 400 pesos more. That's what $12? Think of it like supporting the local economy. :D

Thks to PHENOM who introduced us to Balibago!!

Yeah, the man himself is a walking reference of the place.

Martini-Fan
19-07-2005, 11:39 AM
After my 1st night in Balibago, I realized that I should not have made appointments in Manila. I had the best time in Balibago. Great food, beer and women without big holes in ur pocket and relatively safe!!! Thks to PHENOM who introduced us to Balibago!!

Exactly my story. Went there the first time for 3 days only and got addicted to that place. But finally just for a weekend it's a Math's thing. Adding up costs for flight, transport to/from airport, hotel, etc. I can have a perfect bonking weekend in KL as well.

Beer 50 pesos
Food 200 pesos
ST 500 pesos
Enjoy myself? Priceless
For everything else - Mastercard :D

Will be back there 10th to 15th August.
Anyone around for a cold one? Hehe, you see the period of stay gets longer, September I'm going for a week there.

Cheers!

phenom
24-07-2005, 09:39 PM
Logging in live from Balibago.....in the midst of boozing. :D
I've been here, Manila and Cebu since 16th.
Going again to Manila tomorrow and back again here on Friday.
FR after my return.

fish76
24-07-2005, 11:01 PM
[QUOTE=cebeion]Hi Brudders.

I will be there from 14th Aug till 3 Sept 05 and will be happy to join any brudders who are also there at the same time....Please PM me if you are interested for a live firing exercise!


Wah, ur post very misleading. U mean u will be in Angeles for so many days??? Learning to be a pilot at Omni Aviation ar? Hahaha

Seems like more and more bros loving the place. Mmmmmm, mayb i can squeeze in a short trip from Fri to Sun.

mongerx
25-07-2005, 10:42 PM
I will be back in AC July 30 - Aug 5. Sounds like Phenom will be there this coming weekend. Anyone else gonna be around on these dates?

Also, I will be in AC again Sept 8-12.

Always willing to meet up and party down with folks.

ZIEBART
26-07-2005, 12:07 AM
I going AC 29/7-2/8 and 12/9-16/9. Been there May and also earlier this month.Lets meet up and maybe you can show me the ropes. Regretfully I am kinda boring, don drink and kinda introverted. Hope me still welcome.

phenom
26-07-2005, 11:37 AM
I will be back in AC July 30 - Aug 5. Sounds like Phenom will be there this coming weekend. Anyone else gonna be around on these dates?

Also, I will be in AC again Sept 8-12.

Always willing to meet up and party down with folks.

I am in Manila now and will go back to BB on the night of 29th and then homebound on 30th morning. Looks like I'll leave before you arrive.
Have fun.

Anyway, I met an "old flame" of 3 years ago in Dollhouse. She's Ana and she just started work there as daytime waitress 2 days back. She's a bit chubby now compared to her petite frame of 2002 but still as friendly as ever. A non-melons though.

A Sg friend of mine will be there on 29th till 31th. I'll pass him my local hp card when I leave and he will contact you. You can call him too. I presume you are on Tiger.....what time is your arrival? Pse reply through sms to my Phil hp.

Happy boozing and bonking.

phenom
30-07-2005, 06:30 PM
Brudder Phenom,


How are you doing? Need some advice from you on Balibago as you are the man!

I am heading down to Manila on 14 Aug Sunday touching down at about 4:25pm, will be checking in at hotel in Makati, i reckon that I can leave the hotel at about 5:30pm.

I understand that i can catch a bus from either Edsa or Metro terminal, which is nearer and faster?
Fastest way is of course by taxi but at 2000pesos, its too expensive an option. If you don't mind standing by the roadside along the north-heading side of EDSA, just flag down any air-con buses (Victory Liner, Five-Star, etc)with destination plates of Dagupan or Baguio. Usual wait averages 10 to 15 minutes whereas if you go to one of the numerous terminals and missed a bus, the next one might be up to an hour later.....add in the travelling time to the terminal and you can see that the roadside option is pretty interesting.

By the way, when is the last bus back from Angeles to Manila? Because i would need to get my arse back to Manila for serious business after monkey business.
They run 24 hours (from Baguio) though the frequency is less during the late night to early morning hours. Then again if you are in a hurry, you can still hop onto the non air-con ones as it won't be as hot, stuffy and crowded as during the day.

Thanking you in advance brudder!

By the way, will you be there to show me the ropes?
Am I at your beck and call!!!???



Cheers,
Cebeion, always on!


ps. if you have any further questions, post it here. I won't reply to PMs and will not take the trouble to cut and paste here again.

phenom
31-07-2005, 10:30 AM
To Martini and other real "travellers" (as opposed to pampered and nitpicking softie "tourists") out there:

The 8pesos jeepneys running from near Clark airport to the Main Gate operate as long there are passengers. Inquirys to the various drivers elicited different answers. They might even be available up to midnight and beyond but don't bet on it.
However, up to 9pm is assured as the big garment factory J&T on J. Tinsol St. (the short connecting minor road between A. Bonaficio Ave that leads to the terminal gate and C. M. Recto Highway that runs to the Main Gate) have the shift workers knocking off up to that time and there are numerous public jeepneys waiting outside for them.

decent02
31-07-2005, 02:03 PM
Hey Bros,

Just came back from manila and had visited Paseywhich is near to manila town. Got to visit some bars near Heritage Hotel and was amazed by the beauty of the Philippines Women.

The mama san quoted me per below :

Bar fine : 1,000 peso
ST (3 Hrs) : 2500 peso
LT : 4,000 peso

I'm wondering whether these are the market price.
Nvr took up the offer as I need to work the following day.

rgds,

cebeion
31-07-2005, 02:54 PM
ps. if you have any further questions, post it here. I won't reply to PMs and will not take the trouble to cut and paste here again.

Thanks a million Brudder Phenom,

Greatly appreciate your advice, don't get me wrong, I just hope to catch up with you and cheong together with you lah... that is if the president of the Melons Club is available, of course!

Cheers!
Cebeion....always on

phenom
31-07-2005, 05:43 PM
Thanks a million Brudder Phenom,

Greatly appreciate your advice, don't get me wrong, I just hope to catch up with you and cheong together with you lah... that is if the president of the Melons Club is available, of course!

Cheers!
Cebeion....always on

Don't you understand dark humour? :rolleyes: :p

phenom
31-07-2005, 06:04 PM
Hey Bros,

Just came back from manila and had visited Paseywhich is near to manila town. Got to visit some bars near Heritage Hotel and was amazed by the beauty of the Philippines Women.

The mama san quoted me per below :

Bar fine : 1,000 peso
ST (3 Hrs) : 2500 peso
LT : 4,000 peso

I'm wondering whether these are the market price.
Nvr took up the offer as I need to work the following day.

rgds,

That will be the Edsa International Entertainment Complex or EIEC for short.
It a motley collection of seven or eight girlie joints. My favourites there are My Fair, Cotton Club, Firehouse and Pitstop; in that order.
BF of P1000 is fixed but the amount for the chix is negotiable; from 1K to even 5K. If the chemistry is right, she will just take any (reasonable) amount.
A few times, when it was just an hour or two to closing time, the gal even told me to save the BF and arranged to meet me at my hotel which I had always made it a point to be within walking distance. Thereafter, I just slipped her one to two K the morning after. ;) But of course such arrangement will come only if the Pinay took a liking to you.

As I've always advised, take a little trouble and time to go 80km northwards to Balibago where the BF (which is inclusive of the girl's cut, unlike manila where it all goes to the bar) is only 1 to 1.2 K all in.
The big city girls might look better overall but the Fallen Angels at Balibago being more spontaneous and genuine are more fun to be with...ie they have greater inner beauty.

phenom
31-07-2005, 09:24 PM
For this trip from 16/7/05 to 30/7/05, I took TigerAir.
Not because of price which in the event turned out to cost effectively more than my regular carrier Philippine Airlines.
Thanks to both Tiger and Jetstar Asia, airfares to Manila had dropped markedly in recent months. PR which I used to get at S$560 inclusive of all taxes and charges had now dropped to S$415. SQ's promotional 2-to-go had gone some notches below $350 per person, about half of what it had used to be.
Tiger's fare of course vary widely, depending on how much in advance it was booked. Its all-inclusive amount could range from just over S$100 to more than S$400. I got mine at an expensive S$395 only the day before I flew. Its a measly "savings" of S$20 which is actually more expensive if PR's regular perks (inflight refreshments, no penalty for flight changes, higher baggage allowance and mileage accrual which is worth about $80 under PR's frequent flyer programme) are factored in.
I took Tiger this time round because my return journey from Clark would save me an all-important three hours to journey to Manila. That plus its ETA in Sg of 3.10pm makes it perfect for my appointment of 7pm later in the evening. PR's ETA of 6.30pm would be way too late and its alternative early morning flight would leave me with the unacceptable option of spending my last night without Starr!

My first experience with Tiger was BAD!!!
One of my two checked-in baggages could not be found!
The ground staff at Clark were helpful but clueless. Other than filing up a situation report for me, there was absolutely nothing they could do as direct communication with Tiger's Sg office were non -existant.
All they could possibly do was to fax the report and wait for a reply.....which NEVER came!
I was there two weeks and Tiger NEVER did respond to their Clark ground staff's repeated faxes. (They do not even have an email address and there was no number the Clark staff could call as according to the very polite lady with whom I had exchanged numerous SMS during the course of that two weeks.)
On my return to SG, at the Lost and Found office, it was the same story of incommunicado. The counter staff of SATS who handle the affairs of Tiger traced and handed me my "lost" baggage but there was no way in which I could speak directly to any Tiger staff. It also transpired that communication with Tiger is only through their intranet or something similar.
However, as I am not one to give up easily without being satisfied by the wronging party , I (politely but firmly) gave the SATS counter staff an ultimatum to get someone from Tiger to contact me by Monday, failing which I would go after her personally....a task which she promised to fulfil by hook or by crook.

Last but not least, a word of caution on the check-in cut-off time. TigerAir is very strict in adhering to their 45 minutes before ETD closure of their check-in counter. Any arrival after that timing can say goodby to their flight; as I found out almost disastrously on my return journey at Clark.
I normally checked in at the last minute which is usually 30 to 40 minutes before ETD. In this instance, I arrived about 15 minutes after the counter had closed and I was refused entry to the terminal building by the security. The Tiger counter was deserted as all passengers had already moved on to the hidden-from-view immigration counter.
It was only through my vast experience of handling almost impossible situations that I finally managed to persuade and cajole first the airport police and then some other airport staff (who subsequently went out of his way to drag back a Tiger counter girl) to humour me. I also noticed another late passenger, a local man who was turned away tearfully.
So for other habitual late comers like me, please play safe with this particular Tiger.

decent02
01-08-2005, 01:55 PM
That will be the Edsa International Entertainment Complex or EIEC for short.
It a motley collection of seven or eight girlie joints. My favourites there are My Fair, Cotton Club, Firehouse and Pitstop; in that order.
BF of P1000 is fixed but the amount for the chix is negotiable; from 1K to even 5K. If the chemistry is right, she will just take any (reasonable) amount.
A few times, when it was just an hour or two to closing time, the gal even told me to save the BF and arranged to meet me at my hotel which I had always made it a point to be within walking distance. Thereafter, I just slipped her one to two K the morning after. ;) But of course such arrangement will come only if the Pinay took a liking to you.

As I've always advised, take a little trouble and time to go 80km northwards to Balibago where the BF (which is inclusive of the girl's cut, unlike manila where it all goes to the bar) is only 1 to 1.2 K all in.
The big city girls might look better overall but the Fallen Angels at Balibago being more spontaneous and genuine are more fun to be with...ie they have greater inner beauty.

Hey Bro,

My first time to Manila although I've been to Cebu quite a number of times.
Will take note of Balibago next time I'm in manila.
In EIEC, I've been to 3 bars which I can't remember the names.
Out of the 3 bars, I'd spent a short while in 2 of them and the last one, with the most dancers, I'd spent about 3 hrs. It's quite expensive as all in all I've spent 5,000 peso in all 3 bars. The ladies drink cost around 175 peso to 300 plus peso. Beer for us is of course cheap at around 55 peso per bottle. After the drinking session, I came to realize that we could juz tip the ladies and asked them not to have ladies drinks. It's much cheaper this way.

Cheers

phenom
01-08-2005, 05:57 PM
Hey Bro,

My first time to Manila although I've been to Cebu quite a number of times.
Will take note of Balibago next time I'm in manila.
In EIEC, I've been to 3 bars which I can't remember the names.
Out of the 3 bars, I'd spent a short while in 2 of them and the last one, with the most dancers, I'd spent about 3 hrs. It's quite expensive as all in all I've spent 5,000 peso in all 3 bars. The ladies drink cost around 175 peso to 300 plus peso. Beer for us is of course cheap at around 55 peso per bottle. After the drinking session, I came to realize that we could juz tip the ladies and asked them not to have ladies drinks. It's much cheaper this way.

Cheers


Hahaha!!
Another school fee payer. :D
Take the experience as paying to learn. You are not the first and you won't be the last.

I hardly ever buy a Ladies' Drink as it is a rip-off.
If you have to, never touch the so-called "drink of the month" which is around P300.
Tips; of course.
Beer at all the EIEC bars cost P110, not P55. It used to be P100 for the past few years till My Fair started charging P110 from the end of last year.

Prices have started to go up and in Balibago, the beers are about 20 to 30 percent higher since a few months ago. They now cost an average of P55 to P75, Ladies Drinks averages P125 and barfines have increased to P1200 though a few still stick to P1000. Still they are much lower than Manila especially the barfines which are all inclusive unlike the capital city where it all goes to the bar.

decent02
02-08-2005, 12:51 PM
Hahaha!!
Another school fee payer. :D
Take the experience as paying to learn. You are not the first and you won't be the last.

I hardly ever buy a Ladies' Drink as it is a rip-off.
If you have to, never touch the so-called "drink of the month" which is around P300.
Tips; of course.
Beer at all the EIEC bars cost P110, not P55. It used to be P100 for the past few years till My Fair started charging P110 from the end of last year.

Prices have started to go up and in Balibago, the beers are about 20 to 30 percent higher since a few months ago. They now cost an average of P55 to P75, Ladies Drinks averages P125 and barfines have increased to P1200 though a few still stick to P1000. Still they are much lower than Manila especially the barfines which are all inclusive unlike the capital city where it all goes to the bar.

Hi Bro

Yeah rite ...rip off
But if you compare the $ I spent with those Philippino pubs in Paramount Shopping Centre in S'pore. It's a steal ...

I can confirm a bottle of San Miguel beer in ECIC cost 55 peso only. Still got the receipt with me.

Maybe we are referring to different place. The bars are visited is located in a mini complex opposite (across the road) Heritage Hotel. Inside the complex, there are several bars with dancers on stage wearing bikini only. there are also GROs and mamasan. KNN I even treat ladies drinks to the old mamasans.

Rgds,

decent02
02-08-2005, 12:57 PM
Hi Bro

Yeah rite ...rip off
But if you compare the $ I spent with those Philippino pubs in Paramount Shopping Centre in S'pore. It's a steal ...

I can confirm a bottle of San Miguel beer in ECIC cost 55 peso only. Still got the receipt with me.

Maybe we are referring to different place. The bars are visited is located in a mini complex opposite (across the road) Heritage Hotel. Inside the complex, there are several bars with dancers on stage wearing bikini only. there are also GROs and mamasan. KNN I even treat ladies drinks to the old mamasans.

Rgds,

Come to think of it 5,000 peso is quite ex but we (2 persons) got to sit with more than 10 dancers and GROs. Some drinking more than one ladies drinks. make another mistake... play 5 10 with them and their drinks finish faster. We got to touch neh neh and cb. 1 or 2 dancers very shy and refused to let us touch but I luv those shy shy ones.

Cheers

phenom
02-08-2005, 06:51 PM
Hi Bro

Yeah rite ...rip off
But if you compare the $ I spent with those Philippino pubs in Paramount Shopping Centre in S'pore. It's a steal ...

I can confirm a bottle of San Miguel beer in ECIC cost 55 peso only. Still got the receipt with me.

Maybe we are referring to different place. The bars are visited is located in a mini complex opposite (across the road) Heritage Hotel. Inside the complex, there are several bars with dancers on stage wearing bikini only. there are also GROs and mamasan. KNN I even treat ladies drinks to the old mamasans.

Rgds,

What different place? Only one EIEC lah.
If P55, then it must be happy hour.

cebeion
02-08-2005, 08:00 PM
Hi Brudders,

Is there any fella brudders who are interested to make a field trip up north to Balibago on Sunday 14 th Aug at about 5:50pm from Manila?

Also, would like to seek some advice on MPs in Manila, has any brudders cheong Skylight MP before? Does anyone know the short time price for bonking a Miss universe at Miss Universe? My prior experience of bonking a stipper at Dynasty was not that sextifying, given that its done in a ktv room upstairs guarded by waiters standing outside and kinda rush experience...
Would be grateful for any "local" advice...

Wah....very keen to check out the super melons (a.k.a Guangaratans, as fondly described by the President of the Melons club)

Cebeion...always on...

phenom
03-08-2005, 06:57 PM
A brief FR on my trip of 16/7/05 to 30/7/05

After wasting an hour trying unsuccessfully to pin down my missing baggage, I walked the short distance out of the terminal compound gate to catch the jeepney to the Main Gate. I stopped by to convert my S$ to Pesos at my regular money changer Cora and was on my way to my waiting Starr in my usual sleeping place. It was then almost 8pm. In no time, we had showered and were ready for action. After a stupendous ejacuation deep inside her wondrous pussy, I went out to buy some food for a dine-in. Another round of ruptuous love-making followed and upon her insistance, I shot my load into her hungrily sucking mouth. In the morning, we had a pre-breakfast romp. The day was spent uneventfully and late the next morning she once again accompanied me to Manila.
On Thursday, I had to go on to Cebu. I sent Starr to the Victory Liner terminal for her journey back to Angeles where I will meet up with her again on Saturday. My second weekend with her was a short one as she had to go to Olongapo on Sunday afternoon. That left me with a free night to barhop and hunt for other game. I phoned meloned Christina whom I had such a good time with six weeks ago but she was already on her way back to her province for a few days. No problem about that as I had the week before spotted a friendly door girl at Gecko who was also massively endowed. She will be my pillow for the night, I had decided. But as it was still early, I would barhop for awhile more and go back for her only after 10pm.
I should have paid her barfine first because by the time I made my way back to Gecko, she was already taken out. Ah well, I would have to go on the prowl again for other targets.
Eventually I ended up with Rio from the Duke of York. Nothing special about her and she was not even in the melons class. But she was friendly enough and to her credit she serviced me quite well twice in the eight hours she was with me.
From Monday noon to Friday afternoon, I was busy with work in Manila. I got back to Balibago about 6pm and to the waiting arms of Starr who as usual had checked into my room to wait for me. Unlike all my previous trips where I only go back home on Sunday, on this ocassion I had to leave on Saturday. So another few hours of coital adventure with Starr and I was on my way home.

cebeion
05-08-2005, 03:36 PM
Brudder Phenom,

I will be in Balibago on the 2nd Sept staying at KOKOMOS, do you think it is a good location or shall i go for Swagman Inn? I could not get reservations at Central park, orchid etc...seems like there are also many brudders in town huh?

Hey, if you are in town, i would like to have a glass of Cervaza with you and tour the <silence, drum rolls....> DARRRRRK Side with you!

However, I will head down on 14th Aug at about 5:30 pm from Manila to recce the place and the ladies...

Cebeion...always on...
Live to Fuck...Fuck to live lah...